Olivia had been thrown out into a storm as if she were disposable.
Instead, that night became the moment she stopped being their victim and became the force that erased them from the system they thought they controlled.
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Olivia had been thrown out into a storm as if she were disposable.
Instead, that night became the moment she stopped being their victim and became the force that erased them from the system they thought they controlled.
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