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... furrowed on their own accord, wondering why she was sounding so caustic.
She didn’t have the dark life I led, or rather, slaved around with, but I barely sounded that way unless necessary. Well, I was dumb though. But whatever it was, I wasn’t going to ask her, not when I had my own gigantic problem to stew in.
My mind went into a different direction of its own accord, ruminating on the kind or type of treatment I would be receiving today.
Perhaps this time, they might l ...
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