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Mark let out a guttural groan as his back hit the ground, his hand spasming from the force of Joel’s grip. His eyes flickered with rage, but Joel didn’t give him the chance to recover. He kicked the knife further away, sending it skidding across the floor with a sharp clang.
“You don’t get to hurt her anymore,” Joel said, his voice dangerously low, as he loomed over Mark.
Mark let out a bitter laugh, wiping a trail of blood from his mouth. “You think this is over?” he sneered, his breathing heavy. “You think she’s safe just because you came storming in like some knight in shining armor?”
Joel didn’t hesitate. He grabbed Mark by the collar and hauled him up, slamming him against the nearest wall. The impact made the old wooden panels groan, dust sh
