"Emilia!"Before I even registered the shout, a brutal kick landed, slamming me to the ground, the knife clattering beside me.I looked up, only to see my brother, Ethan, his face a mask of cold disgust."What is wrong with you?" His voice was like thunder, each word striking with force.I blinked, disoriented, feeling the ache at my temples intensify as if my veins were twisting in fury. My eyes burned, dry to the point of pain, but not a word escaped me.Hannah rushed to him, sobbing. "Ethan, I had no idea Emilia was here having a private moment with her boyfriend. I didn't mean to interrupt…" she said innocently.The implication hung thick in the air—my outburst had been due to her stumbling upon my 'intimate rendezvous.'Chad played his part smoothly, adding, "Sorry, Emilia's just shy. You barged in and startled her. That's why she freaked out."Ethan's gaze traveled over my disheveled state, his expression hardening with contempt. "Emilia, how low can you go?" He sneered.
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