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Chapter 25

Rachel

“I hate you sons of bitches, and I hate your stupid bagged blood!” I spat at the triplets who sat at the end of my bed playing cards as if I wasn’t tied spread eagle on the other side of them screaming at the top of my lungs.

I don’t even know why I bothered. They just ignored me. We were somewhere in the eas

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