Traded at Birth, Wanted by the Underworld

Her apron went around his arm and she twisted it hard.
Someone put a belt in her hand. She never saw the face.
Renata
Look at me. Not at your arm. At me.
End of Chapter 2
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Her apron went around his arm and she twisted it hard.
Someone put a belt in her hand. She never saw the face.
Look at me. Not at your arm. At me.
End of Chapter 2
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