No Sweet Sixteen Only Bitter Betrayal

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polite but distracted. The specialized ointments for my burns

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not your usual dose. They wan

small paper cup. They did loo

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. Brianna' s orders, passed do

bled. "I don

ghtened. "Doctor's or

urity, a man I knew answered to my family,

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races of shellfish protein in her IV line. She clai

adn' t left my room in days, bar

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stone. He didn' t ask for my side.

, menacing. "After everything we' re doing f

cried. "Ethan, you

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... this is not the girl I knew." He stood by the door, as if proximity to me was contamina

for storing old furniture and forgotten memories. It was cold, dusty, and utterly isolated. The door locked from the o