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... ff the tears on my face with the back of my hands and began to pack all of my essentials into a duffel bag, not missing my laptop and flash drives.
My hands trembled while I did so because I feared the possibility of my parents or my mates barging in here to ’punish me for hurting Chalice’.
I feared that they would destroy my things just to make us ’equal’. Hell, I even feared that this time, they may indeed take my life.
However, I’d just packed everything I needed when ...
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