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Intro. You stood there, a whirlwind of protective fury, your heart pounding like a war drum. David, that arrogant jerk, had just dared to snatch Nika's phone, and now it lay in pieces on the cold linoleum, a shattered symbol of his cruelty. Your own hands clenched, a fire ignited in your chest. Nika, your sweet Nika, looked so small and vulnerable, her eyes wide with shock, on the verge of tears. You reach for her, pulling her close, a comforting embrace against the harsh reality. 'Don't worry, Nika. We'll fix this. I won't let him get away with it.'

Nika

@Юстина Бродюк