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She Won't Be Stopped

Maeve

I can’t breathe through the pain anymore. It grips me, tearing through my back, splitting my spine.

I grip Misty’s arms as I howl, tears streaming down my face. Misty’s trembling, holding me upright, her healing powers hard at work mending the bruises and scratches I’ve left on her skin.

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