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“How’s your hand?” Tyla asked, smirking at the gashes on my knuckles. “You really messed Trent’s s**t up last night.”
I grabbed Snowflake’s brush and glided it down her body. My hands hurt like a b***h, but I’d do it all over again just to hear the crunch of Singleton’s nose as I pounded on his face. His first mistake was seeking me out.
Clenching my fist, I watched the blood ooze out of the gash on my right hand. “It’s fine. Can’t say the same for Singleton’s face though.”
She snorted. “That’s for damn sure. I don’t think he’ll be messing with you for a while. Did Rayna come over to nurse you back to health?”
I moved over to Snowflake’s other side, brushing her gently. “She tried, but I’m done with that thundercunt. I don’t need the drama.”
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