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CHAPTER SEVEN

Penulis: Rena_bliss
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TESSA

I tried to get up, but the throbbing in my head made it almost impossible. My eyes were heavy, my legs weak like jelly. Still, I pushed myself up.

I pulled the covers off and squinted at the morning light coming through the windows.

I coughed to clear my throat as I stood up, trying to get my balance. I stared at the door, zoning out, until the loud thud of my heartbeat brought me back.

A hollow and frightened feeling settled in my chest. I shut my eyes for a second, trying to take a deep breath. But it was shallow, more as if I was gasping.

Their disgusting words came rushing back. The slimy look on their faces made my skin crawl. And then the loud gunshots. Not once, not twice but three times. My eyes shot open as the images of their lifeless bodies resurfaced.

I tried to control my breathing. I'd seen some patients die in the hospital, but never have I ever seen anyone get killed, get shot.

I didn't know which was worse. I desperately wanted their hands off me. I wan
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