Flashback - 11

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Ava seems surprised when I stand up.

I push her with all the strength I have left. She slams the wall.

Not loud enough.

So I hit her.

Again and again.

She doesn't fight back. But there are more syringes scattered around than when the boys were still here.

Her eyes are distant.

I know what will happen if I don't stop, but I don't care anymore.

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