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... nshed tears.
"Tell me," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Did you suffer?"
I paused, holding my glass of water. I looked at her—really looked at her—and realized she didn’t want a lie. But she probably couldn’t handle the whole truth either.
"Honestly? Not much."
I didn’t try to sell fake suffering. I didn’t need pity points.
I took a sip of water and set the glass down.
"When the letter arrived, I thought I was done for," I admitted. "I had no ...
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