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Buried Betrayal on Eight Hundred Acres 34

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face. Suspicion. Contempt. And underneath it all, a fragile, vibrating shock.

He smiles. It is a terrifying, humorless expression.

“So that was it,” he murmurs, loud enough only for me and the closest nurses to hear. “That is why you vanished so easily into the night.”

I stare back at him through a haze of blinding pain, my pride warring with my agony.continue reading …

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