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MISUNDERSTOOD INTENTIONS

Alivia POV

My eyelids fluttered open, and my vision was hazy as I slowly regained consciousness. The familiar sterile scent of the pack house infirmary invaded my nostrils, a mixture of disinfectant and herbs, making me wince. I inhaled deeply, and the acrid scent sent a pang of anxiety through...

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