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Chapter 10: Mad or Sad?
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Belle's P.O.V
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I punched Lisa in the face, shoving her off me.
It was like this fresh dose of strength was seeping through my veins as I gripped her by the throat.... Harder... harder...
Till she's lost consciousness. Everyone was staring as I looked to my hands.... Blood stained.
Quickly sitting up in my bed, I placed a hand on my chest to calm the fast beating of my heart.
The room was almost too dark to see anything.
But I knew the smell of a hospital even with my eyes closed.
There was a low snore coming from beside me.
"Mum?"
Mum quickly jumped out of her short sleep, "Belle?", She tried to touch my face.
"Owww"
"Belle!", She cried out w
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