My Blood, My Destiny Rewritten

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, her face a mixtur

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told her, offering a

d up to a symphony of machi

ther to give u

od, dark and potent, mixed into a small vial of distille

edy discreetly, a few

Each day, there was a subtle change. A f

s ecstatic, her

ay, Liam McKenna

oy, clutching my hands

s full recovery quiet. Just until the

r eyes shining

ssage arrived from Mrs.

aring his "orchid treatment." She crushe

ickly uncapped a small, dark vial. She added a few drops

ld. I knew that

iam again. He was sitting up,

me, his ey

rasped, his

know my name? Not "M

ember me?" I as

The old mill... by the river. The

aved me. A boy. I' d given him a small, handcrafted leather bracelet as a thank you. In

't Ethan. I

, realization dawn

ze holding mine.

My past, my memo

ort' s increasingly frantic secret messages, was not improving with Veron