th a tower of champagne

, decided she needed a moment. A cri

er leg. A subtle, calculated movemen

tumbled. The

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crystal collapsed. Shards of gla

rieked, throwi

shielding Brisa with his body. He felt

ided. Silence

was dripping blood. A shard of

Brisa grabbed his arm, her eyes wide wi

, looking at the wound. It was

ospital," Brisa insiste

sighed

cars. The driver hea

e bandage Brisa had makeshift wrapped around his ha

ck on her," Dilla

. "Why? You sai

when I walk in. I want

on. He didn't want to admit that a kno

le a doctor stitched his hand, Brisa hovered, taking a sel

d his hand aw

p. "Lloyd.

sir. Obstet

bled to follow, her heels click

ened on the third floor. It was quiet here

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door. He hesitated. Wha

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