Pathetic

That Same Day— Cynthia’s POV

Cynthia lay on the hard, narrow bed, her arms folded behind her head, her brown eyes locked blankly onto the cracked ceiling above. Her breathing was slow, steady, almost serene. A faint smile tugged at her lips — for once, she was alone. No Ashley. No oversized, raging...

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