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... d and silent just as fast as the laughter had begun.
The foot on my head lets up, and suddenly I’m lifted by the collar of my dress, forced to look up at the menacing devil in front of me.
His once-delighted smile is suddenly twisted into a glare, displeased by my comment.
"What did you say to me, little mouse?" he questions, venomously low.
Every instinct in me screams at me to beg and cry—to turn into a pathetic, pleading mess to appease him and survive.
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