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✧˖°ౄ𖤓 Lily, Emma, Ray and Norman are the brightest kids at the Grace field House orphanage, And under the care of the woman they refer to as "Mom," all the kids have enjoys a comfortable life...
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this chapter includes the following :
➤ uncensored swearing/strong language ➤ angst
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❝Then it's set, tomorrow, you'll pretend to you've climbed the wall and escaped.❞
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-Lily's POV-
"Norman and Lily are getting shipped out?" Emma asked softly, the hurt in her tone was evident.
Tears started to well up in my eyes, "What happened to Emma's leg?" I asked and she ignored me, "Mom, What happened to Emma's leg?" I said in a nearly demanding tone.
She smirked, "It's completely broken. I did it." She said, almost as if she was proud. Anger started to well up in my stomach. "Don't worry. I broke it well, so it will heal back perfectly without a scar. But she will need to rest. It will take a few months to completely heal."
She held onto Emma, acting as if she actually cared.
I really don't know what to think.
She looked up at Ray, "I hope it's healed by your birthday, Ray." She said. I looked at him and her comment seemed to have angered him. "Norman, be sure to give me that bag later."
The rope.
She picked Emma up, "Okay, let's go back to the house." She said and walked away.
I looked up at Ray, he looked back down at me. He looked scared, hurt. I hugged him tightly as tears started to flow down my cheeks. He wrapped his arms around me, not saying a word as we just stood there for a few moments.
He reluctantly let go of the hug and moved a piece of my hair out of my face before we followed the others back to the house.
------------------ -Ray's POV-
Don sat down by the back of the well while I was sitting on the well and Gilda was standing, trying to process everything that just happened. "She took our rope. Norman is getting shipped out. Emma's leg is broken and she can't move. We were supposed to inspect the area and then escape. What are we supposed to do now?" Don asked.
I sighed, "Emma will heal. We can make another rope. We can do something about the escape. We will make it happen." I said. "For now, we have to worry about Norman and Lily and keeping them alive!"
