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Did that mean pass or fail?
The pain in my chest was not a surpriseI already knew that a breaking heart was more than an
exaggeration
In a fight-or-flight situation, I never had a choice; it would always be flight for meBecause
Jared was between me and the darkness of the tunnel exit, I wheeled and threw myself into the
box-packed hole
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floorI wriggled my way into the impossible space, twisting around the heavier squares and
crushing the othersI felt his fingers scrape across my foot as he made a grab for my ankle, and I
kicked one of the more solid boxes between usHe grunted, and despair wrapped choking hands
around my throatI hadn't meant to hurt him again; I hadn't meant Jimmy choo handbag to strikeI was only trying to
escape
I didn't hear my own sobbing, loud as it was, until I could go no farther into the crowded hole
and the sound of my thrashing stoppedWhen I did hear myself, heard the ragged, tearing gasps
of agony, I was mortified
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sobbing because it had been a test, and, stupid, stupid, stupid, emotional creature that I was, I
wanted it to be real
Melanie was writhing in agony inside me, and it was hard to make sense of the double painI
felt as though I was dying because it was not real; she felt as though she was dying because, to
her, it had felt real enoughIn all that louis vuitton travel she'd lost since the end of her world, so long ago, she'd
never before felt betrayedWhen her father had brought the Seekers after his children, she'd
known it was nothimThere was no betrayal, only griefBut Jared was
alive and himself
No one's betrayed you, stupid,I railed at herI wanted her pain to stopIt was too much, the
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