Davina's POVThe route from the safe house to the pack house had not been attacked yet, so Stefanie and I made it in safely.I asked the people in the safe house to help me communicate with their friends and family in the battlefield, so that I could know what's going on.Right now, I know that there was a girl pretending to be me. She was wearing a white tank top and a jean, torn at the top right side. She was bleeding through her neck, lips and somewhere on her feet. Her lips were bound, legs chained, looking disoriented.I've never dressed up so fast in my life.With Stefanie's help, I was able to dress up like the person trying to impersonate me. It helped that they were trying to copy me, so they'd mimicked my closet. Thus, it wasn't hard for me to find the right clothes to wear.Moments later, I set out to leave the packhouse. To the battlefield, with chained hands and blood on my body. Actual blood, as I'd wounded myself. The wound would close up soon, as they weren't deep, but
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