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... pussy today."
"No, mine," Ivy muttered, quieter but no less frantic. "Please, please, please. She’s already pregnant, but not me!"
"Raise your heads." My voice came out calm, almost detached. "Ivy. Look up at me."
She lifted her chin slowly, eyes wide and glassy, lips parted like she was about to speak—
I backhanded her.
The crack rang sharp through the dim room. Her head snapped sideways, a thin line of blood trickling from her nose. But instead of crying ...
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