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~Akara

A dark, cold feeling of dread trickles through me.

"Jessa...You're here," I say slowly, my mouth feeling like it's stuffed with cotton. I haven't seen Jessa in months, but she looks no different. Maybe a little more haunted than usual, her dark eyes roving over me quietly. 

"I am." The edge of her lips quirk up. "You look horrible."

I release a long breath. "I'm sick."

I'm not sure if I expect her to feel sorry to me, to pity us and let us go, b

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