Therapy room

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❞ I've got a renegade heart, And it's screaming his name, But then it beats like you've got time to kill, Baby, don't go jump the gun. Live fast while you're young, honey, Don't go chasing love. "Girls Your Age" -Transviolet "You-" I whispered, choking on the words as they came out. "You're-" I pushed back from the table, my chair scraping against the floor to create a horrible, ear-piercing screech that somehow was almost the exact noise I could feel crawling up my throat. Damon met my eyes from across the room, looking concerned. Yet, before he could start towards me, he was interrupted by one of the institution's nurses who was followed by a girl with curly red hair who looked about my age. "Sit down, Georgia ," Lucas said mildly. I shook my head. "Don't tell me what to do,

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