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... y wrist hard enough to bruise as we continued to run. My legs are burning, lungs shredding, vision swimming—but she doesn’t slow down, not even for a heartbeat.
This would’ve felt like easy cross country for me if we weren’t practically running for our lives.
The moment we burst out of the alley, the noise hit like a wall—sirens, shouting, glass shattering somewhere behind us. Her presumed "bunker" felt a million miles away, and the place I grew up in felt like hell leaking into ...
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