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... lood still crusted on her hands, her dress, her face, like war paint she hadn’t asked for. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, cold and indifferent. Nurses had already come and gone after her flat, hollow explanation to the blood all over her body, thinking she was also injured: "It’s not mine. It’s his." They’d backed away without another word.
Elena stepped closer, voice soft with worry. "Darling, come have a seat. You look like you’re about to collapse."
Genesis opened her ...
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