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A L L E V I A TE [m.h. g.d]
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"Matty?"
"George" His voice came out shaky and slurred, his breathing becoming heavier by the second.
"Are you alright?" George gripped his phone.
"No," Matty said, "I'm not alright. George, I did something really bad."
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