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Her body slammed into a nearby chair, toppling it over.
The sharp sound of splintering wood echoed in the room.
Elizabeth’s cheek was torn open, and a portion of her skin was ripped away, leaving raw flesh exposed.
Blood dripped down her face, staining the floor.
Instead of crying in pain, she raised her head and glared at the woman.
The woman flinched.
"You—you bitch!"
The woman raised her hand to hit her again, but stopped.
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