Chapter 8

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He took me to the hospital.


I had 3 broken ribs.


A broken wrist.


Brused lungs.


And a fractured ankle.


He left me there.


That hurt more than all of my injuries.


I don't know why this hurt me.


I left the hospital that night.


I snuck away to look for him.


I need him.


I can't live without him.


Why did he leave me?


Why?


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