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Gemma.

I couldn’t bring myself to tell Gigi the truth at Anne’s birthday party.

Even when she stood there looking at me with worry in her eyes, I couldn’t get the words out.

So I lied.

The next morning, after class, I went straight to the hospital for my appointment.

Dr. Harris looked up from my file, adjusting his glasses. "The treatment plan is set, Gemma. We start next Tuesday. You’ll need to be here twice a week for monitoring."

"Twice a week," I repeated, typing the dates into my phone ca
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