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Week 92 – Dead of night, footsteps echoing in the narrows of the upstairs hallway, creeping lightly, ever closer

“Rach?” She didn’t want Drake looking at her like that. She didn’t want to think about him hurting too, he was the cause of all of this. Dinner? How could she say yes when he’d hurt her so badly? How

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Week 91 – This was hard

A month had passed since Drake had walked out of her hospital room. She hadn’t seen him since. Just as she’d asked he hadn’t contacted her in anyway, he had just disappeared. Again. In the last month her body had

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Week 90 – There was so much to explain

He had some major grovelling to do.   Drake knew this wasn’t going to be easy. Rachel was so angry. She had every right to be, he’d hurt her deeply, although the choices he had made were what he thought

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Week 89 – Bright lights were everywhere, the room was unfamiliar . . . where was she?

Bright lights were everywhere, the room was unfamiliar . . . where was she? Rachel had no idea. “Open your eyes right now,” a voice ordered. It was Drake’s voice, so she must be dead, right? She didn’t feel dead.

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Week 88 – In a heartbeat the door burst open

Something clunked somewhere in the house. Rachel wasn’t sure what it was, probably nothing. Apparently the man standing above her bed thought differently. “Go check that out,” he growled at his men. Then he turned to her, “Is that him?

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