The Scars She Hid From The World

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rned, but his voic

s back and flashes scars like that

"Brady is right, Mom. People with... unstable

by the sideboard, silent.

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round. "Whose s

table. "I served in the military, Brady. I know what self-infl

empty chair where

that angle with a cigarette in your own hand unless y

rose's words carried the weight of au

s chair, running a hand

n Ambrose and her parents. S

get her help. Real help. I know a doctor... Dr.

g at the straw. "A doctor.

ile. Dr. Evans w

dge, Clarisa sat on

applying an antiseptic cream she had stol

. She had dropped a bomb. Now s

cardboard came loose, revealing a hidden compartment. Tucked inside was not a phone, but something just as vital: a wafer-thin, single

The screen glowed b

t to a number s

one complete.

e seconds later,

ready to upload. Ju

her a life. This was how

back: Hold. Le

ce and sealed it back ins

first time in three years, she didn't fe