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"Justin won’t come this time."
"He doesn’t even know where you are..."
A ragged scream rips from my chest. I twist and fight, slamming my body against the restraints until something in my wrist pops. Pain flares. Still, I don’t stop.
I have to move. I can’t be tied again.
Not like that.
My body remembers more than my mind does.
The pain. The confusion. The nights of being half-awake, half-drugged, locked in my own head while men in white ...
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