Chapter 75 GOING TO DO.

~~~AVERY. 

My alarm buzzed softly at 5:30 AM, breaking the heavy silence of the dorm room.

I sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes as my ribs gave a familiar, dull ache. For the past three days, mornings had been a cold, terrifying exercise in psychological survival. I usually woke up to ...

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