“she couldn't tell him, couldn't start to explain that it wasn't the glass, the shredded skin down to the bone. He wasn't coming. He wasn't coming to get her. She should be glad. Should be relieved. She was relieved. And yet... and yet...”
this book is nothing but pain. pain and despair 😫😫😫😫😫
— Mar 23, 2026 08:38PM
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