Anesthetize |H.S|
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MatureOngoing1h 48m
Last published Tue, Feb 21, 2023
"I won't ask again"
he held a pocket knife to her throat as she smiled in response his green eyes studied her face it wasn't fear that consumed her anymore it was anesthetize.
an·es·the·tize
/əˈnesTHəˌtīz/
administer an anesthetic to (a person or animal), especially so as to induce a loss of consciousness.
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