Fourty Two

1570 Words

Dominic I didn't regret that punch. I regretted that she saw it. Ravens store looked like it took a hit meant for me. Glass was scattered all over the floor. Precious items that I knew she cared about and things she could have sold for revenue were ruined because of my temper. Shelves were knocked crooked, books were strewn everywhere — pages ripped and in tatters on the floor, bleeding ink and paper where they fell. The air still smelled like adrenaline and dust. But what gave me pause was the look on her face when she faced all the damage. Damage caused by me. I would rather break every bone in my hand again if it meant she never looked that distraught again. Scared. She looked afraid of the capability in my hands. She didn't seem shocked about Chris's ability and I wanted to delve m

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