Olive’s POV~A destructive pain and irritation skittered between my legs, right in my intimate part, and I felt the flesh ripped apart.My eyes snapped open. I glanced at the ceiling.“This is not where I’m supposed to be!”It was the orphanage’s outworn building. The place was in the countryside near our city.I gasped and strived to sit, but I couldn’t. My body was scorching, my stomach twitched, and it pinned me to the worn-out bed.I wore a white nightgown and sweat drenched my body, glued the dress on my body.Drawing my palm on my forehead, I looked at it. Was I pulled out of a pool?Sitting straight with so much effort, I took in the surroundings, only to jump out of the creaking bed in terror.“What the h*ll am I doing here?”I was in the orphanage, and suddenly the groaning iron door ran wide, and two girls that I knew very well rushed inside.“We received a few aids this year.”My friend, Gia! We were sharing the same bed in this room. A year before, one of the room's walls
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