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Luna POV

The blade slices down my chest, cutting shallow, leaving a burning line of pain in its wake. I yelp, biting back the sound as my body trembles.

“Oh, did I catch you?” Alex coos, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He circles around to face me, his smirk deepening as he presses his finger into the cut, causing me to hiss in pain.

“Alex, stop taunting,” one of the other men mutters, clearly uncomfortable with how this is playing out.

But Alex just laughs, his dark eyes locked on me. “He said not to rush,” Alex replies, shrugging. “And trust me, my words alone are tormenting her, aren’t they, Lena? That’s why you threw up when you heard my voice.”

My body shakes as I try to suppress any emotion, any sign of fear. But his voice, his touch—everything about him brings back the terror I’ve tried so hard to bury.

“What did my voice remind you of, Lena?” he whispers, his knife dragging down my arm now, cutting again. It’s shallow, not deep enough to scar, but the sting is sharp. “
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