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movements. I need to get the fuck out of here before actual damage is done. “Ollie,” I bellow. “We’re leaving.” “About damn time,” Braelyn mumbles. I point at her. “If it wasn’t for him, you’d never see me again.” “If only I could be so lucky.” She spits the words.
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