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I froze in my spot as the sound of breaking and bursting objects boomed. Hunter and Tyler were after each other's throat. At one moment it was Hunter throwing Tyler against the wall then another it was Tyler.
While it felt like only a handful of seconds had ticked by, both of them were drenched in blood.
My mind didn't shift gears until I witnessed Tyler breaking a flower vase on his head. It sent Hunter a few steps back. He struggled to maintain his balance. When he had it, he howled like a mad wolf and grabbed a broken, sharp and pointed piece of glass from the floor.
"Hunter, no!" I threw myself in front of him, staggering him in his stride.
I know I shouldn't feel dizzy but that's what it does— the sight of Hunter's blood. His forehead was clad in red, his left eyebrow spli
