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Chapter 7

The rest of it all happened in a blur.

In colours, swirls and I could only hear the voices.

Loud.

Tiny.

Arguing...

"I thought she was already weaned from it"

"She only suffered from a panic attack, to be exact. She has anxiety, I thought she would have told you"

"We both know Lily would never say anything to me if I would possibly worry"

I try to talk but my throat is dry and 

itchy.

I feel a soft hand, extremely cold even though I can tell now that it was gloved, brush my face, still and quiet as Doc and Pops argue above me.

"She's obviously still sick! Do we need her to go back? I can't... I can't leave her at home right now. Winter Lake isn't safe"

I groan and try to look away but I feel the gloved hand brush away strands of hair on my face and say "Are y

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