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Tough Recovery

ALEX

I felt like a complete piece of shit. Of course, that state neatly assimilated with concussion, two broken ribs, and more than two dozen bruises all over my body. Unfortunately, the painkillers took away only the physical pain, leaving all the guilt untouched. After some fucker killed my driver and almost killed me, I thought that my situation couldn't get any worse, but I changed my mind as soon as I woke up in the hospital. Of all the hospitals in New York City, they had to take me to the one generously founded by the Duncans. What a fucking coincidence! I would have laughed if it weren't for the fact that, at that moment, laughing hurt.

Triggered by a subconscious instinct, I had vaguely woken up just to witness Jeanette placing a little device by the bedside table lamp and another little black something inside the cabinet. It happened a few hours after I had been brought in. This fragile moment of awareness lasted less than a minute, but it was enough for me to find out that
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thelancasters873
Yes grandma!!!
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Marena John Lambrou
thank goodness
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Bella Jersey
Hope can be a beautiful and dangerous thing
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