Clank, the dagger fell to the floor.
Bobby knelt down with his hands in his lower abdomen. He was in so much pain that he could not even say a word.
When Thomas was about to give him a second punch, Emma held his hand and shook her head lightly.
This was their home, not a slaughterhouse. He should not fight in his own house if he could help it, and not let any blood spill in it.
Thomas sighed. “Get out!”
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