(Trigger warning: Please skip if you find assault of any kind triggering).
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“Egan," Prim screamed as he dragged a bloodied Julian across the bathroom floor.
She had screamed herself hoarse in the last twenty minutes, and in that time not one person had come in to see what was happening.
His guards were out in the hallway though, and the music from the party had gotten so loud it drowned her voice.
“Let him go.” She made the hundredth attempt to pull Egan away. But it was as useless as trying to move a big, heavy rock.
Julian’s right eye was swollen shut now, and his breathing was raspy.
She leaned down and picked up a piece of the shattered glass from the floor. The glass from the restroom mirror Egan had bashed Julian’s head against in the first five minutes.
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