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    The crisp bills smacked against Rnd’s skin before fluttering to the floor like fallen leaves. For the first time in his life, Rnd experienced the insult of being pped with money. Something primal flickered in his gaze, a fire ignited by sheer indignation.


    Nasir didn’t even spare him a nce. “Take the money and disappear. She’s my woman.”


    Amanda stepped forward, livid. “Nasir, have you lost your mind? This is between us. Why are you dragging others into it? Get out of my sight. I don’t want to see you!”


    Nasir sneered. “Well, I want to see you. Come home with me.”


    “Let go of me! Nasir, I said let go! We’re over!”


    Against the sheer disparity in strength, Amanda stood no chance against Nasir.


    Just as she turned to call for help, a shadow flitted past her, followed instantly by a dull thud and a woman’s sharp cry behind her.


    Amanda whipped around to see Rnd standing there, a fire extinguisher in his grasp—the very weapon he had used to send Nasir sprawling to the floor.


    Nasir, clutching his head, groggily pushed himself up. When his eyesnded on the blood smeared across his fingers, his face froze in sheer disbelief.


    Before he could react, Rnd delivered a ruthless kick to his vital points, each strike calcted to render him incapable of further resistance.


    The spectators, who had considered rushing to Nasir’s aid, found themselves rooted to the spot, paralyzed by Rnd’s ruthlessness.


    “Rnd!” Amanda threw her arms around his waist, desperate. “Stop! Please, stop! I’m begging you!”


    Her tear-choked voice cut through the haze of his fury. He stilled for a moment—just long enough to let the fire extinguisher crash onto Nasir’s back, leaving him twitching on the floor, unable to rise.


    Themotion had drawn the attention of those inside the private room. As they spilled out to witness the spectacle, Amanda hastily lowered her head and pulled Rnd away.


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    In the parking lot, she fumbled for a pack of tissues, gently wiping his hands.


    “Thank you,” she murmured, trying to rein in her sobs. Yet, the weight of the moment proved too much—teardrops sshed onto his palm. She quickly wiped them away, as if hoping that, by erasing them fast enough, she could erase her vulnerability as well.


    “Where did you find such a moron?” he asked.


    Amanda kept her gaze down, her lips pressing into a thin line. “We were together since college. He changedter.”


    The phrase “he changed” was one she had mulled over countless times—an endless loop of contemtion, eptance, and resignation. The world rarely offered grand exnations or poetic justifications. Things simply happened. People simply changed.


    “Did he change?” he asked again.


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