Extract from Wrath (Lavinia Urban’s Seven Deadly Sins Series) by Ava Manello
Wrath
I roll my shoulders, trying to ease the tautness between them. It’s been a long day. The ache doesn’t lessen, not that I really thought it would, I really put my back into today’s job. The knot just to the side of my neck is solid against my hands. A hot shower should help, and if nothing else I need one to clean the splattered blood from my skin and hair.
Tossing my red chequered shirt into the trash can rather than the laundry bin I pause for a moment and take note of my reflection Read more [...]
I roll my shoulders, trying to ease the tautness between them. It’s been a long day. The ache doesn’t lessen, not that I really thought it would, I really put my back into today’s job. The knot just to the side of my neck is solid against my hands. A hot shower should help, and if nothing else I need one to clean the splattered blood from my skin and hair.
Tossing my red chequered shirt into the trash can rather than the laundry bin I pause for a moment and take note of my reflection Read more [...]
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