Onika's POV Kent lay motionless in a pool of blood on the cold concrete floor. I stared in horror, my breath coming in sharp gasps as the metallic scent of blood filled my nostrils. My body trembled as I pressed myself against the wall, my mind screaming at me to run, to fight, to do something.But Gina stood between me and the door, her presence a dark force that made the room feel smaller, suffocating.She was watching me. Amused."You look horrified, Onika," she mused, her voice light, almost playful. "But this is just the beginning."My chest heaved. "Why are you doing this?" My voice was barely above a whisper, my throat tight with fear.Gina tilted her head, studying me like a predator assessing its prey. Then, slowly, her lips curled into a smirk."Because, darling," she said, stepping forward. "I'm going to destroy your life."I flinched at her words.She enjoyed this.She wanted to see me suffer."You took something from me," she continued, circling me like a vulture. "So I
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