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... gun from inside the room.
With shaking hands, I quickly tucked it into my pockets, my mind reeling.
Was I really about to leave? What if it didn’t work?
As I rushed back down the stairs, aware I had only about two minutes to get to where Henry said, I couldn’t help but feel bad a little for leaving. Things weren’t as bad as it was, but this place wasn’t for me, and it was all just a facade.
Using the back door, I sneaked out, pressing myself against the wall of t ...
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