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... my head would certainly crush my skull. When he swung his fist at me, I knew then, I was a dead woman.
So I waited, with my eyes closed, for the impact, assuming my world would fade away soon. Rowan’s sweet face was all I saw before my eyes.
But rather than feeling the direct impact of Ethan’s fist to my head, instead, I felt a rain of debris—bark, leaves, small twigs—as Ethan instead made contact with a large elm tree I was standing next to.
His rageful battle cry rang ...
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