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Chapter 42

Malicia and I gaze at them in confusion as they keep screaming some hurtful words. “Kill her! She is a prosituta (prostitute). Kill her!”

“What’s going on, Elara? Why are they at my house?” Fear written all over Malicia’s face, laced in her voice.

“I wish I had an answer to this,” I responded.

Three hefty men suddenly step forward, and storm toward us. I stretch my body to the side, standing right in front of Malicia to protect her from the men.

I don’t know what it is that they want with her, but I need to protect my friend. I know she is innocent.

Surprisingly, the first hefty stood right in front of me, and when I raised my face to speak. A hard slap descended on my cheek. My head banged on the wall, and my hair cascaded on my face as I held my cheek. Tears blur my sight.

“How dare you hit my friend, you bastard?” Malicia makes an attempt to hit the man right back on his cheek but he holds her hand, hanging in the air. The man threw her hand off, giving her a hot slap on the cheek
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