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The room is dead silent. No one moves, no one breathes. And I can see the panic in their eyes, the hesitation as they process what I just said. Their fear is almost satisfying.
Almost.
“Actually…”
Slowly, I push myself up, my body screaming in protest. My ribs feel like they’ve been cracked open, my face is numb from the beating, but I don’t care.
“You don’t even need to do anything…” My hand slips into my jacket, fingers curling around the cold handle of my knife. I pull it out with a deliberate slowness, letting the blade catch the dim light of the grand room.
“I can do all the work for you,” I say with a smirk.
Every gaze follows me as I bring the blade to my chest, pressing the tip right above my heart. Gasps echo around me. Some of them take a step back. Ev
