Reborn To Escape His Toxic Love

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hit him

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condescension. It echoed off the glass walls. "Your work is garbage,

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pieces at Erich's fe

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awing at the fabric of his t-shirt, right over his violently racing

. His bare feet hit the cold hardwood floo

window and ripped

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nd began to shake violently. The PTSD from Erik

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torn paper, crushed it into a tight ball,

the door and

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e said, his voice dead calm. "I'm e

apidly, trying to process the info

around her and walked straight

ng water run over his hands. He cupped the

last lingering traces of the nightmare. He

in of hair still hid his features, but the eyes sta

lection, making a vow to the st

The sound of a plate shattering echoed from the kit