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... in and out like a radio losing signal in a tunnel. "...ankle’s still weak... might take longer than usual... you’ll need crutches when you leave tomorrow."
Tomorrow. Discharged. Crutches. Got it.
I’ll be the only girl at school who looks like she lost a fight with a lawnmower and has the coordination of a newborn giraffe.
I nodded faintly, but my mind was elsewhere. Specifically on the words mating mark. Why did that thing mark me?
Did it see my medical records an ...
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