Chapter 2Strong arms lifted me from the concrete, and a voice cut through the darkness, rough with anger and disbelief."Fuck, did she have no family? Why is she abandoned here like garbage?"The words penetrated the fog of pain, and I wanted to laugh at the bitter irony. Yes, I had a family, and yes, they'd left me here to die like I was nothing more than roadside trash."Someone call an ambulance!" the voice shouted again, closer now.I wanted to answer, wanted to tell this stranger that yes, I had a family, and yes, they'd left me here to bleed out on the pavement. But the words wouldn't come, only more blood spilling from my lips, warm and metallic."Stay with me," the voice commanded, and I felt pressure on my wounds, hands trying to stop the bleeding. "You're going to be okay."Liar, I thought. Nothing was ever going to be okay again.The wail of sirens grew louder, piercing through the haze. I felt movement, people rushing around me, urgent voices barking commands that made no
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