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2024-10-29 19:42:56Damaris delivered his work under twenty-four hours and two days later, I went to the hospital again, for the last time.
An inhale followed by an exhale, and then… I opened the door, the voices roared in my ears but a smile was what I put on my face because I had decided to deal with the world.
Before I turned to the hallway to their room, the noises died out and the beating of my heart and the indistinct chatter of everyone else remained but through a bearable pain.
I opened the door to see James, Jennifer and Jericho watching a video with a laptop.
I smiled; they were having a good time. "Hey birdies"
"Hey Logan!" Jennifer exclaimed and rushed to hug me.
"Hey hun. How are you?"
"I'm good, thanks. How about you?"
"Never been be
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