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Chapter 17

I was laying in bed, staring at the ceiling when I heard the ringing. I rolled over to see Zak's contact picture flashing on the screen of my laptop as he called me. Sitting up, I ran my fingers through my tangled hair, and answered the video call.

Waving at him as he answered, I saw his brief smile before it dropped and morphed into a look of concern. It occurred to me as I caught a glimpse of myself in the upper corner of the screen that I had a deep cut and bruise on my face that came with an explanation I didn't want to give.

I cringed.

Here we go...

''What happened to your face?'' He signed fervently.

''Why are you hurt?''

''Calm down," I signed back. ''It's just a cut.''

He gave me an exasperated look.

''How did you get it?''

I bit my lip before sighing.

"I got hit in the face with an iron stick.''

Zak closed his eyes and I knew he was probably counting up to ten and back down again.

''Who hit you in the face?" He asked

I shrugged and he rolled his eyes.

"Was it an accident?''
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