Chapter 11

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Sophie felt warmth. She felt herself being held and then being layed down.

Hours went by. It could've been days.... weeks.... Months... years....

It felt like an eternity before she finally had the strength to pull open her eyes.

There was only a note on her bedside table, Keefe's handwriting on the note but it looked like it was written quickly.

𝒯𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝓊𝓈 𝒶𝓰𝒶𝒾𝓃. ℐ 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝓎ℴ𝓊'𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓊𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℱℴ𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇.
𝒦ℯℯ𝒻ℯ

She read it back over multiple times before tears started to run down her face.

Been a hot minute since I lasted posted. I'm sick- yayyy. So here's this.

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