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~Luella
She slips into the room, eyeing me warily.
My poor, beautiful sister. She used to admire me, once upon a time. Now, she stares at me through pale green eyes, terrified. I’m still tied down, after a day. My wrists are rubbed raw, to the point they never stop stinging, and no one has come in this room to let me know when I might be let out. Everyone just likes not make excuses.
“You’re looking
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