Pt 3. Chapter 114

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"Depends." she paused, "Where is my knife?" That was her gift from Cone. A constant reminder of what he made her to be.

"Safe..." Danika felt better when that wave of agony passed. So, she pushed away from the door and started deeper into the bedroom.

Vetta was most surprised when she walked towards her and lowered herself on the bed beside her.

"Uhm, what do you think you're doing?" Vetta asked her, bewildered. The woman was sitting too close to her.

"I need to rest...my feet. They hurt so bad."

Vetta looked at the said feet in question. Her huge elegant gown covered her feet, stopping her from seeing anything. Not that she wanted to see anything.

"Your hurting feet, your business. Give me my knife, let me get out of here." Swiveling her head, she spared Danika a glance, "I'll go to

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