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chapter 22: The journey back home
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I felt a lump in my throat as Sophia prowled toward me, her steps slow and calculated, like a predator savoring the fear of its prey before striking. My heart slammed against my ribcage as I instinctively stepped back, trying to put space between us.One step back. She stepped forward.Another step. She was right there, closing in fast.She was relentless and every time I moved, she closed in the gap instantly, her eyes blazing with rage. Jaxon's words had cut her deep, and now she wanted to transfer all that aggression to me.The dim hallway closed in around me, its suffocating air thick with tension. I kept retreating until—bam! My back slammed the cold, hard wall. My breath hitched. I was trapped. Completely trapped.She placed both hands on the wall, trapping me in a cage of her fury. I was utterly, completely, and terrifyingly trapped. My heart galloped like a wild animal, threatening to burst free from my chest.Jaxon was nowhere in sight, and the deserted hallway seemed to swal
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