Chapter 116
- Chiara
- I watched as the guards shifted closer, their hands hovering near their weapons. My pulse spiked, and without thinking, I reached behind me, pulled the kitchen knife from where I’d tucked it into my waistband, and thrust it forward, trying to scare them away even though I knew it would barely do anything.
- “Stay away from me,” I snarled. “Don’t you fucking come any closer.”