In the hospital room, Hazel leaned weakly against the pillows. Just thinking about how desperately Beatriz had tried to kill her made a wave of genuine fear wash over her. Her neck had already been bandaged and wrapped tightly in gauze. Because her vocal cords had been bruised, every single word she spoke hurt like hell, leaving her voice raspy and hoarse.
Even so, she slammed her fist against the mattress in a fit of rage, her eyes burning with pure malice. "That b***h! How dare she choke me! The second I get out of here, I'm going to make her pay for this tenfold. No, a hundredfold!"
Standing nearby, Lucas snapped. "Enough!" he shouted angrily. "If you hadn't pulled a stunt like that, Bea never would have tried to fight you to the death. You know what her personality is like."
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