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The Closet [COMPLETE]
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[COMPLETE]
**From the winner of TOI Write India Challenge 2018**
She thought she knew her mother. She was wrong.
When armed robbers break into their house, Blue is commanded to hide inside a closet by her mother. What follows next makes the girl's world crash around her, revealing dark family secrets and betrayal while she and her mother hang on the brink of death....
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