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aptop all night, the bl
tutoring, barista gigs... the pay was a drop in the ocean comp
even radical clinical trials. Nothing worked
window, but I felt no warmth
ck on my door shattere
stood there. He looked slightly disheveled, holdin
remorseful. He
nightmare in the morning. She doesn't even know how to use a coffee machine, and she complained
"Here. I bought you flowers. Now st
y paralyzed by the shee
to erase his betrayal. He expected me to just tie on an apron and cook
hit me. I snatched th
d come around-" h
n
mped the ruined flowers directly
and hollow. "Keep the trash. Now get the hel
shed. His face flus
give you a way out! You have zero money, Avery! That old nanny of yours is probably taking her last breath right no
ell than ever beg you for a single
him out into the hallway, and slammed th
w times, shouting curses, b
ge didn't solve my nightmare. The c
icked up my phone and dialed the o
e. My adopt
Finally, she answered. The sound of clinking tea
th extreme impatience. "Make it quick. I
failure is terminal. The hospital needs fifty thousand dollars by tomorrow f
lling silen
oft, elegant laugh that
cheap pair of shoes. "Avery, I just spent twice that amount on a cu
st the Pierce Group's charitable image. We paid for your tuition. That is where our 'gen
tears of pure desperation finally
you. Remember your place, Avery. You are a stray dog we
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