Page 638 - Anonymous
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“An hour. If you so much as
whisper to someone else, if I see you’re
being followed, that is it.”
“Okay.” My voice breaks.
I get out of bed and change out of
my nightclothes and into a pair of
sweatpants, a T-shirt, and a hoodie
jacket. I climb into my running shoes and
slip my phone into my pocket, making
sure it's on silent. I open the door to my
room, making sure not to disturb anyone
