Chapter 46

  Amanda

  Tugging Clara by her wrist, we ran through the snow. "Faster," I ordered her.

  She huffed. Her steps were uneven. She hadn't been cared for very well. She was criminally thin and had the stamina of a baby sloth. "I can't," she wheezed at me.

  "You can, you have to. You don't know Javier...

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