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” She shook her head gently. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. “I wish you would not do it. Brendon.
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