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... ng the velvet curtains and bed in sharp gold that mocked my every breath. I woke with a hard resolve in my chest, like steel forging itself deep inside, unbendable and cold.
No more lies, and no more staying. I am not staying in this house any longer.
My wrist ached only a little now, the gel pack’s chill doing its work, but the bruises told the full story—dark purple rings circling Kien’s fingerprints like ugly tattoos, my scalp still tender where he had yanked my hair with that ...
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