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15| Arnica.

“Fuck!” I curse in a muffled tone, pulling my hand back and cradling it against my chest as pain splinters across my hand.

I don't know what came over me to physically assault Matthias, or why I said that Maverick swooped in to save me when that part isn't true at all.

Ugh, I'm just going to patiently wait for the sense of humiliation to gradually melt my insides like acid, hoping that Maverick doesn’t use it against me in the future.

Perhaps I'm getting a bit too into character around Matthias, as I would never admit that a certain male, especially a Quinn, has ever saved me in any way whatsoever.

I do know one thing for sure: I will never forget the shocked expression on Matthias's face when my fist made contact with him.

His jaw felt like I had just punched a concrete wall.

Yup!

My knuckles are most likely going to be severely swollen in an hour or two.

But it's worth it.

With my gaze still glaring daggers at Matthias. I watch as he cups the side of his face and turns
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