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For some reasons, he decided to read the book all through to the end and when he got to the end, he saw a quote at the end of the book, one that wasn’t there in the real world. “You must learn to forgive yourself. That is the key to getting out and breaking free” it said. He didn’t understand? Forgive himself for what? Was this about him not helping Layla become a wolf? He couldn’t say but if Layla had gone to meet Claire and the both of them were behind this, they were going to have a piece of his mind when he got out from here but for now, he wasn’t willing to bend. He wasn’t going to forgive her for any reason. He decided to look for other clues, anything that looked out of the ordinary.

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His words echoed in my mind, demanding to be heard. "You can't keep running back whenever life gets hard," Aiden's voice echoed in my head. "Face your demons, and get sober. You have such a bright future in front of you, and you're throwing it away for what? Dope and drugs because you feel that you're not worthy of a great life?" The harshness of his words cut through me like a knife. How could he understand what I was going through? The pain, the guilt, the emptiness that I tried to fill with substances. It was my escape from a reality that I felt responsible for.

“He’ll try calling the companies which sent the books to find out who purchased them, only to find out that his own name is on the buyer accounts.” “He’ll be baffled and angry, and of course he’ll throw it all away – but the outrage will pass after a week or so. That’s when the next set of packages will arrive.” I continue, becoming more animated by the minute. “More self-help books about overcoming the things he would consider most humiliating, in conjunction with supplies to help him improve. Adult bedwetting literature with boxes of diapers; books on how to pleasure your unsatisfied lover along with penis enhancement pills; feminization porn along with frilly dresses and sex toys.

************** Chapter 1: Desperation I rushed through the crowded streets, my heels clicking on the wet pavement. Another late night, another shift at the diner. My uncle's debt was suffocating us, and I was running out of options. "Ari, you're late again," Martha, my coworker, said as I burst through the diner's door. "Sorry, Martha. Traffic," I lied, grabbing my apron. The night blurred together—endless orders, tired smiles, and pocket change tips. As the clock struck midnight, I counted my meagre earnings. Not enough. Never enough.

"I guess I could use the nasty snacks at group as leverage." "That's the spirit." Hollis finger combed her shoulder length blonde hair and started driving in the direction of 'Fly Right', a once abandoned Auburn Church that'd been purchased and renovated for people struggling with addiction within their community. Jake had been going for a handful of years, and suggested Hollis come along once she discharged from inpatient treatment. She'd tried talking to her dad about coming to a meeting with her, but he'd been too embarrassed and flat out refused. Chad preferred to deal with his issues in private, and who knows maybe that was for the best anyway. Everyone heals differently.

He placed a tender kiss on my forehead, and said, "We don't have to talk about it now. You need rest." I sniffled and tucked my body back into his side with my head on his shoulder. God made me for that spot, and I loved being there. Two days later, the hospital discharged me after I passed the psych evaluation, although they still presented me with all kinds of information on Narcotics Anonymous and counseling programs for drug addicts. I listened and nodded at appropriate times, but the moment I walked out of there, it all went in the trash. The look on Gray's face told me he'd thought it was all hogwash, too. He hadn't left my side, and he'd been patient given the circumstances, but drivi

dad replied, “You had such a positive out look on life. I wanted you to have that happiness, instead of looking over your shoulder for the rest of your life.” “Why did you tell Kent then?” I fumed. I can’t believe they’ve kept this secret from me. “Well, when Kent was 17 he was already in a gang,” dad sighed. “I didn’t know dad had a gang, until I made my first drug deal with his gang,” Kent admitted. “Okay,” I sighed, finally letting everything sink in. “We were just trying to protect you,” mom assured. “I understand that,” I breathed, “But who is Ken Walter, and why did you sell me to him.”

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