Chey’s POV
Within an instant I’ve got Olga pinned to the ground, her face bleeding from the flurry of blows that may have been laced with a hint of misplaced aggression.
She kind of looks like Eloise, but despite that, I won’t be the one who takes the woman’s life.
She’s practically unconscious, but she is……
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