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... high window of the storage room was Suzy’s only companion, her only measure of the passing hours. It crawled slowly across the dusty floorboards, a pale observer of her misery.
She lay huddled in a corner, the rough planks cold beneath her thin silk dress. Every muscle ached, her head throbbed where Jem had struck her with the pistol, and a persistent, gnawing pain had settled in her stomach. Her vision swam in and out of focus.
A strange, bitter smile touched her cracked lips, a ...
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