LifeLine
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"I'll make you a deal..." the man in the shadows said, desperation and fear feeding into his tone. Curiosity got the better of me.
"What?" I ask, knowing I had nothing left to lose. He breathed a sigh of relief and finally stepped out of the shadows.
"Give me until midnight to convince you to live on until tomorrow, if you still want to go ahead, I won't stop you," he promised, sincerity filling his voice.
"Deal, but don't be surprised when you fail," I swear to him. I might as well spend the rest of New Year's Eve with someone else. A final goodbye to humanity I guess.
Valarie has given up on life and humanity, but a stranger she meets on New Year's Eve refuses to give up on her. Will Nate be able to provide her with a lifeline that will last past midnight?
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