Lying back, I close my eyes and think about Julia. For the last week, it was the memories I have of her that kept me alive. Every time one of those assholes came in to torture us, I would retreat into my mind and think about her. I’d think about our nights together on the beach. I’d remember the way her eyes lit up when she smiled, and the peace I always felt from just being around her. And most of all, I’d remember the sound of her laugh. I’d let the beautiful melody wash over me as I felt every lash that tore down on my skin. There were times I thought I’d never see her again, and that was
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