The Savior

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“It’s her fault, she should be punished!” When I heard Florence’s loud voice from the room, I slowly opened my eyes, baffled by the noise that was filling the room that somehow awakened my senses. I shifted a little and realized that I was in the clinic room. “Florence, can you calm down?” Ian asked, his voice sharp and impatient. “Alena said she didn't do it on purpose.” “Didn’t do it on purpose?” Florence countered, her tone was an indication of vexed repetition. “Do you really believe that she didn't do it on purpose? She knocked me down and then Anya next. If you think that it wasn't intentional, then you’re being a simpleton!” “It was true, I didn't do it on purpose,” Alena said, her voice breaking. “Bullshit! Knocking me down using the press of a pressure point was enough to mak

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