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the tiny window with its dusty cactus pot.
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the tiny window with its dusty cactus pot.
“Where are you?” I asked, heart thudding.
“I’m… at a care facility, Aria. Um… Kyle thought it would be safer for me.”
“Safer than what? Your home?” I tried to keep my voice from cracking.

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“It’s only temporary, my love,” she added quickly. “Kyle continue reading …
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