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Chapter 14: Beverly Philips II
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2024-10-29 19:42:56(Song theme for this chapter)
Je te laisserai des mots by Patrick Watson
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Beverly's P.O.V
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I abruptly sat up in my bed. The whole room was shrouded in darkness making me feel like I was trapped in a trance of some sort.
For the last few days, I'd been having constant dreams of my childhood.
I felt something wet land on the fabric atop my laps, touching it then my face..... I'd just realized I'd been crying.
Crying in my sleep?
I smiled mildly to myself.
The room was deadly cold..... I was cold. "Hello?". My voice echoed back to be.
Maybe this was just another dream...?
&n
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