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... out of the bed he was laid out on. His teary gaze locked on the waxed floor of what looked to be a private hospital room.
Hospital? He couldn’t afford to sit around and get caught!
He planted his feet on the cold tiles, the scent of detergent made him scowl. Reaching for a wall, he tried to stand, but a stabbing sensation from his lower region made him groan.
"Fuck! It hurts!" He placed a palm over his stomach, he pressed his fingers against what should’ve been an open st ...
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