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CHAPTER 114: WANT VS. ANGER
ARTEMIS’ POV I throw a few more fist blows at my half-dead punch bag, which is bleeding sand all over the floor through the rip I made in the heat of my anger. Kamila stands there, breathing hard and fast. I guess her so-called visit didn’t turn out the way she hoped. I saw it in her eyes—the way they widened each time I gave a response she wasn’t expecting, responses that pointed toward me not wanting her here. I wonder what demented expectations she had coming here after what she did. I must have burst that bubble of hers. She huffs and finally stomps out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her. Now, I can finally focus my attention on other things, more important things to distract myself. Like getting a new punching bag, for example. “That was harsh,” Jasper comment
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