library, Josephine's presence on campus became more prolonged. Even though her classe

riting services to write an e-book about lifestyle. The client could have se

to compile into an e-book, and they discussed various things

man in his early thirties who owned a fitness center,

ortunity to take on this task. I hope to co

Take care on your w

ne had to return to the dorm before the gate closed, but she still had some free time before rea

als reminded her of someone'

ickened her pace because she had to pass through a

lingered. From some stores that were closed, Josephine could see a magnif

e with some liquid left. The drunk man wore a black jacket and a similar-colored beanie, stumbling as he gulped down th

, mi

rned around, frowning as she

glazed, reddened eyes. "You must have money, give it to me, an

have what

from ordinary humans. She could survive after leaving her hometown, abandoning her grandmother an

is grip on the bottle, roughly grabbing Josephine's arm b

thing to give you

upid girl!" He slammed his bottle to the ground, then forcibly pulled Josephi

ushed roughly, her backpack was snatched by the drunk man who dumped i

und. As he reached for the laptop, Josephine quickly pulled it away from his grasp, but th

the money, i

she just needed to feel a slight change within herself to trans

to call upon her inner strength, but there was no response. She felt

's hair harder, as if he wante

anymore as she tried to free her head from the man's grasp. "Let me go, please..." She tri

and the drunk man shout

ealize that she had lost, she couldn't summon

wounds, her mind racing with the implications. She had always taken

top, but Josephine refused, "N

protect the laptop, even as the man's boo

d with more vigor and pleasure, he wanted to destroy Josephine's pri

t from the beginning. There wouldn'

e

ped the drunk man's neck tightly. Lysander's golden eyes symbolized restrained anger, an

pain, her hair disheveled, and her injured hand still clutching the laptop, staining the

r maker,

of his body crashing to the ground echoing through the air, and he crashed

onent to stand up before twisting his head until

o send him e

her and putting everything back into the backpack. Josephi

Lysander knelt beside her. "Let's go, your hand needs to be treated," he said

s ready, but she remained in her initial pos

his hands positioned behind her shoulders and behind her knees, the

to the hospital. That bast

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