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... h of my life by a faceless man from my past who.had turned me to his personal punching bag. Three days of lying in bed, watching shadows creep across my ceiling as pain radiated through my body with each breath. The bruises had bloomed across my skin in violent purples and sickly yellows, a physical manifestation of my spectacular fall from grace.
I gingerly touched my bandaged ribs as I descended the stairs toward the dining room. Dr. Jason had warned against movement, but isolation was ...
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