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... her eyes, unwilling to recall yesterday’s nightmare.
So much cigar tobacco taken from her room, all stuffed into her mouth.
She refused to swallow, and those people used chopsticks to force it down her throat, causing her unbearable pain...
With lingering fear, Hazel grabbed her throat, coughed hoarsely, shook her head, and continued typing on her phone.
[Hazel Winchester]: ...It’s my fault for angering your dad. I... I... feel sorry for him, so... so... I swallo ...
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