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Beyond Crushed
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2026-02-25 14:23:45Elona's POV
I was sitting up in bed not sure what my father was doing over there with Tristan. I just hope that he didn't do something that he will regret. Maybe he won't even regret it. The pit in my stomach won't go away. That hollow feeling. I cried again, and I didn't know what would make it stop. I sucked in a deep breath with my stuffy nose. My abdomen was still aching because I hadn't taken my pills. This lets me know that my condition has spread a
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