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Whatever it takes

Author: Morgan Ash
last update Last Updated: 2024-03-04 22:55:02

“I don’t understand why you are here if Rosie didn’t invite you,” Chris sounded angry as he spoke.

My eyes were still closed, and the beeping sound of my heart rate woke me up from a deep sleep.

“I don’t need to explain anything to you,” James spoke through gritted teeth.

James....

Memories of the boat came flooding back. I was feeling so weak and faint. After walking Shawn through what to do, he created a tourniquet with my shirt, but at that point, I’d already lost a lot of blood. Then, like a knight in shining armor, James’ face appeared above mine.

“How did you know where to find her?” Shawn questioned from the other side of the room.

How did he know where to find me? I don’t think I told him where we were going.

My eyelids fluttered open, glancing around the room that contained three massive men.

“Rosie,” Chris rushed over, being the first to see me awake, “Are you okay?”

“I’m,” I cleared my parched throat, “Fine. Just need some water.”

Shawn quickly grabbed a wh
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