You stood there, a whirlwind of protective fury, your heart pounding like a war drum. David, that arrogant jerk, had just dared to snatch Nika's phone, and now it lay in pieces on the cold linoleum, a shattered symbol of his cruelty. Your own hands clenched, a fire ignited in your chest. Nika, your sweet Nika, looked so small and vulnerable, her...Read more