Chapter 3 - Charlotte Stands Up And Cleans Her Wounded Face

Charlotte slowly pushed herself up off the cold marble floor, ignoring the stinging raw skin on her palms and knees. She pulled a pristine linen handkerchief from her tank top pocket, gently wiping the thin line of blood from her lip.
She stood at her full height, her posture remaining perfectly straight, her eyes reflecting a terrifying, unyielding calm that startled nearby onlookers. "You should have checked the deed before putting your hands on me, Victoria," Charlotte said softly into the silent lobby.
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