He pulled something out of his pocket and tried to stick it in her arm. A needle. He’d offered her hope, but then he was trying to hurt her. Poison. She pushed him away. “That wasn’t nice.
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He pulled something out of his pocket and tried to stick it in her arm. A needle. He’d offered her hope, but then he was trying to hurt her. Poison. She pushed him away. “That wasn’t nice.
He pulled something out of his pocket and tried to stick it in her arm. A needle. He’d offered her hope, but then he was trying to hurt her. Poison. She pushed him away. “That wasn’t nice.
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