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didn’t look back.
She stared straight ahead, her face a mask of stone, already calculating, already cutting her losses.
And in that moment, I realized the horror hadn’t ended on the bridge.
It was just beginning.
The click of the handcuffs was small, metallic, and final.
Courtney didn’t fight. She just slumped, her spine giving way under a weight I hadn’t continue reading …
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