For a moment Kira felt her breath catch hard in her throat, as if something thick and solid had lodged there and refused to let air pass. Her chest tightened. Heat flooded her face until her cheeks burned with deep, public shame. Her eyes dropped involuntarily to the polished tiled floor.
It wasn't that she didn't want to fight back.
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