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Chapter 117
Chapter 117
I gasp air back into my lungs after a moment of real fear when | couldn’t pull any in-It aches as it fills me, having been so roughly knocked out of me in the first place —God damnit, | think, shaking a little with the shock of falling off a
horse for the first time, of the sudden violence that caused it —
| roll over on the ground, pulling myself to a seated position,
pressing my eyes closed as | work to steady my breath.
Someone is there next to me, almost instantly — | feel a hand on
my shoulder, a tremulous voice asking if I’m okay-
When | open my eyes, I’m shocked to see it is Kent kneeling next
to me, concern written in every line of his face.
“Are you serious?” | shout at him, anger mixing with the fear. running through my veins. | brush his hand off my shoulder. “Wewould all be fine if you didn’t rush in here like a crazy person! What the hell-
Suddenly, | remember my horse and spin my torso around, looking behind me to see Heathcliff at the other side of the arena,looking at us with wide and frightened eyes.
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| push myself to my feet in a moment, heading towards him-
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“Fay,” Kent says behind me, grabbing for my arm. But he’s too slow, and I’m able to pull out of his grasp, glaring at him over myshoulder as | hurry over to my poor horse.
Behind him, | can see Jerome starting to stand up as well, a handon his jaw, looking anxiously between us.
Still, | don’t have time for that. | slow myself as | cross the ring toHeathcliff, knowing that he’ll shy again and be further spooked if
I run at him in a rage. So, instead, | force myself to adopt a casualstroll, talking soft nonsense to him as | approach.
| see the horse physically relax when he sees how calm | am—-or
at least, how calm I’m pretending to be. When | hold my hand out to him, he stretches his neck forward, pressing his nose intomy palm, trusting me. | take a moment, then, as | take his reins in my left hand, to stroke his neck and tell him how pretty andwonderful
he is, hoping to calm him even further.
But the whole time I’m being nice to my horse, I’m getting angrier and angrier inside.
Who the hell does Kent Lippert think he is?
Well, something inside me prompts, the most dangerous man in the city, for one.
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But | quickly dismiss the thought because seriously, who the hell
storms into a riding lesson and punches the instructor?
| glance at the two of them, then, and see that they're standing right where | left them, Kent staring worriedly at me. Jerome,
though, is anxiously looking at Kent. He could very easily lose his
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But who the hell was Kent to decide who could put their hands onmy knees?
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owns me.God damnit, but | hate him right now.
| try to continue keeping my bodycalm as | walk Heathcliff forwardtowards the gate at the entrance tothe arena, whichis sti(stahdingopeh) As‘ pass him, Kent puts out ahand, apology on his face. | knowthat he’s sorry — but not because hehurt me, or Jerome. No, Kent is sorrybecause he lost the control that’s sodamn precious to him. The content ison NovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!
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