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Chapter 18

Nicolette's POV

I was tired of being stuck in pack hospitals. I eventually convinced Lucas that they could care for me in my room. IV needles stuck into my skin as I lay there and stared at the ceiling.

Sleep was terrible. All I saw was my mind making the worse form of my worst nightmare. It took my parents death and made it my worse fear.

I let out a gasp and sit up with sweat dripping down my face. My chest heaved up and down as I tried to control it. My tears blended with my sweat as my figure of imagination brought out the worse of my parent's death.

I pull my IVs out and walk into the bathroom and rinse my face off with cold water. I place my hands on the edge of the sink and cat HH my breath. I turn around to wipe my face but instead I see Malcom.

"Fuck," I yelp. His random presence caused my heart rate to speed up again.

"Do I scare you Nicolette?" He asks me. I let out a sarcastic chuckle and roll my eyes.

"Please Malcom. I'm not scared of you. What was so scary is that you po
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