Her Betrayal, My Freedom
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arted acting stran
hells, her smile never
king online and found a great clinic that does comprehe
asualness in her voice made my stomach
at her, and saw not concern, bu
out?" I asked, and the pretens
linch: this was about Mark, her childhood s
ealth check-up" was
riend! And I' m just asking you to get tested. That' s
body, my organ, red
d if you decide to do it... I' ll do anything. We can finally star
was now a reward for donating my
soul-crushing clarity. Her pr
en brought in. My mother, trembling, begged me to go.
I refused to be jus
forced by threats against my aging father, I
, together in the hospital hallway, som
won. They thought I
were
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