After putting the black glove on my hand, I flexed my knuckles and pressed down on the button on the palm. A wicked sharp knife sprang up where my left ring finger had once been. “I’m actually better now in hand-to-hand combat. Makes stabbing people easier.” Dr. Palmer narrowed her eyes, and the stark lines around her mouth became more severe. “You can admit to yourself that you miss having your finger.” I slashed the air dramatically. “Are you not seeing this weapon? I’m honestly glad it’s gone.” Aran, who was sitting next to me on the uncomfortable couch, nodded in agreement. “Do you see how
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