Chapter 87 I Cut Her Wings
- Following a disturbing encounter, Francisco lightly pushed Hazel's head, leading to a tense moment where their eyes met.
- Hazel, her grip on the blanket tightened, glared at Francisco with a raging intensity.
- "Fuck you, bastard!" she spat out in defiance, her words filled with venom. Francisco, seemingly unfazed, chuckled at her outburst.