I scramble back away from Archer’s grasp. His hands come flying off me and I curl into the corner of the bed, sandwiched between the walls. My heart is beating in my throat. I touch one hand to my neck, trying to see if it’s tender from Archer’s grasp. What I find pisses me off even more.
“What the fuck?!” I gasp.
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