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"Yeah, more like trying to kill you, don't you think?" Emily narrowed her eyes at him as Ronan realised Anya had her grip on his throat. He pushed her hands off while Anya got up from him and stumbled out of the bed.
"No, Em. I wasn't trying to kill him." She struggled to say as she gathered the pleats of her saree and ran towards her friends.
"Oh, Ann!" Emily cried out holding her friend behind defensively as Ronan approached them.
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