CHAPTER TWENTY NINE - MARICELA

They find me a room. On the fourth floor. Out of the way.

I don’t mind. In truth, I’m just grateful to be able to shut the door and be by myself.

Rosalie has hot food sent up, and clothes just like she promised.

I scoff the food down so fast it burns my throat, but I don’t care. I’ve not eaten ...

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