#356082 - A quite visible red handprint began to surface on Ashleigh’s cheek; Molly ran the palm of her hand over the marking, soothing the agitated skin. “It’s none of your fucking business!” she spat. She was doing something on her phone, but when the door opened she looked up, and her eyes widened with fear at the sight of Molly, who stepped into the room.
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