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Chapter 71: The Sweet Poison of Memory

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Week Twenty-Two in the rehabilitation facility felt like walking through a beautiful garden filled with hidden landmines.

The days had settled into a rhythm that was both comforting and maddening.

Therapy, meditation, journaling, yoga, group sessions, and enforced quiet time.

On paper, I was making progress.

Dr. Voss said my honesty had improved dramatically.

The staff noted fewer panic attacks and better sleep patterns.

But inside, the war was reaching new levels of sophistication and da
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