Ruthie

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As the aytorin tugged me forward, making me stumble, I realised one of the cells was occupied. I locked eyes with the young guy sitting inside. He had pale blond hair, sad brown eyes and a smattering of freckles across his nose and cheekbones.
Ruthie
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