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... There was no light where he stayed, who a man who had brightened up my day, this was unexpected and unfair. "I hate this." I whispered hoping that he would catch then and understand that I did not want this to happen to him but my hands were bound as well.
My eyes swelled up again with tears and I sniffed. He had been tortured because of me. He was not even aware why.
"Do it." I glanced at the lamp in Marilyn’s hand. "I want to see him." My words were barely leaving my mouth as ...
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