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The Things They Hide

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Clara’s POV

The gate closed behind me with a heavy metallic thud that echoed in my chest. I stood on the pavement for a moment, staring blankly, my hands shaking so badly that I had to tuck them into my dress. The air felt thin and sharp, like I was breathing knives instead of oxygen.

Mrs. Thorne’s words kept replaying.

Six months go by quickly. Take your money, play your role, and leave when it’s time.

I swallowed hard, fighting back tears. I wasn’t going to cry. Not here. Not in front
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