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Ch. 131 THE SNITCH

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Resting restlessly in the bed, Emily was holding a pillow to her chest inside the dark room. Her mind was consumed by thoughts of her son. How was Winston doing? Was the pain from his heart condition growing unbearable without his mother by his side?

The sudden creak of the door had her sitting up, her heart was galloping so fast. Looking into the darkness, she could make out a ghostly figure approaching, their silhouette becoming clearer as they neared the bed.

Gripping the spoon she had used for her meal, Emily scrambled to the edge of the bed, her legs curled protectively against her chest. "Stay back!" she cried, waving the spoon threateningly. "Don’t come any closer, or I won't hesitate to use this!"

The mysterious person chuckled, and Emily's body relaxed as Carol's familiar face appeared in the darkness. "Am I really that scary?" the woman inquired, moving closer.

Emily released a shaky breath. "Scary? I wasn't expecting someone to sneak in here like a ghost!" She
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