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“I want you—” he started. I glowered, pressing the chair leg into his neck. “I would die before I let you touch me.” “What an improvement. First it was me who would die. Now it is you who offers to die before touching me,” he said. “Another man might be insulted. Now, if you would allow me to finish—” I glared.” — Roshani Chokshi
I want you—” he started.
I glowered, pressing the chair leg into his neck. “I would die before I let you touch me.”
“What an improvement. First it was me who would die. Now it is
you who offers to die before touching me,” he said. “Another man might be insulted. Now, if you would allow me to finish—”
I glared.