Chapter 72: The hate

Antonette Liebermann 2.3k words

Sitting on the side of the bed facing the balcony doors. Merrigold sighed, feeling hopeless, helpless. She had done absolutely nothing but felt exhausted. Tired of staring at the same walls. Her bare feet swollen when the only steps she had taken were to relieve herself. She felt like a...

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