54. Don't hurt her, please!

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Natasha stood by the bedside and stared at the sleeping woman. She looked so innocent in her sleep looking nothing like the woman she was when she was wide awake. 

She went over to the head of the bed and tapped her on the shoulder. This woman's hatred was more than just every other person had, as a woman, she could feel it. There was something else in her eyes when she spoke to her. There was jealousy, but why would she be jealous? But it doesn't matter now, that happened many hours ago and has no importance at the moment.

She tapped her shoulder to wake but she did not wake up. With a bored expression on her face, she took her dagger and ran it through the length of her arm in a straight line and blood appeared following the created route.