CHAPTER 115

Anger pushed Emmy aside. "Get out of the way."

Mila collided with the floor, the knife missing her neck by half an inch. Emmy's eyes widened with surprise as she stared at the girl in front of her. She had not expected Mila to be worse than she had been previously.

Amelia slowly backed away from Mila, with Emma next to her. From the look in Mila's eyes, Amelia could tell that she was mentally ill. Or perhaps she was feeling dejected or unwanted. The only way to calm her down was to assure her that everything was going to be alright.

Viktor pulled out his gun and aimed it at Mila. "I have a gun; drop the knife."

Mila was quiet, and then she croaked into laughter. "You have a gun, but you can't shoot me, but I can stab you."

She lunged at Viktor, aiming the knife at his leg. He dove out of the way and knocked the knife from her hands with the base of his gun. The knife fell next to Amelia's feet, and she kicked it away, far enough that they could never find it.

"Now, do you have a knife
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