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Chapter 20
"Don't." That was all I said when I felt someone pick up my body. "Please don't," I said in a whisper. Two arms held me up and I felt how we moved slowly and carefully out of the basement. I tried to resist, but the person who held me shushed me in a calming way. I wanted to tell them to let me be, to leave me behind. I did not want to be tortured by something or someone again.
I could not go through a rough period anymore. I had lost too many loved ones in a short period of time, I had felt too much pain for three lifetimes already at the age of eighteen. I just wanted peace. Leave me alone.
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I was embraced in softness. I tried to move; my body ached. I noticed I was laying down on a bed and a good one at that. I opened my eyes and was met with a luxurious bedroom. I laid in a California King's bed, which had the softest sheets laying on them I had ever felt. The interior room had the same color theme, light grey, gold, and whi
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