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... would buy her time. Buy time for what? She didn’t know. Who did she expect to help her, she had no idea.
She had no one by her side who could help her. The little boy was the only reason she kept on fighting. If only she could protect him for a minute more, she’d be happy.
She did stop them from getting the blade for almost a minute. But then her punching and kicking annoyed the men. While the burly man held her hair, the other man held her hands and fisted his hands to punch her ...
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