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CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE

                            A sigh rips from me. I don't wanna imagine. The guard hands me my purse. I immediately open it and turn the mirror to the side of my forehead. It's looking pretty bad. I wipe the blood with the handkerchief. It brings more blood. I hold it over it and put some pressure to stop it from bleeding. 

        Kadam pulls the car in front of the hospital. I stare at the board for a few seconds before speaking, "Why are we here?" I ask him with a frown and feel the pain. It didn't hurt when I got it. But now it's hurting like h***. 

        "You need stitches, ma'am," he says, stepping ou

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