Valentina's POV
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Witches and bottles.
So infuriating!
She had swiped out a tiny bottle of smoky green liquid from the many layers of her black dressing or maybe even out of thin air, that wasn't any of my damn business!
All I knew was that she shouldn't bring it anywhere near me.
I was about to wreak havoc if she did, I still didn't know how I would do that, considering that my body ached terribly and every single movement I make, would feel like death.
Okay, she was coming closer. I had better move if I want to save the precious s3x memory in my head.
I'd rather lose my life than lose that memory.
Just kidding.
But seriously, I would rather sacrifice Ru than lose the memory, and Ru is a pretty big deal in my life.
I planted my feet against the ground, ignoring how the coldness stung my skin at contact, or how the earth seemed to have swayed underneath me.
