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Chapter 9: Birthday
Master’s POV: I can't work. I don't understand why but I know that it has to deal with the thought that Nichole is outside.. alone in the dark. Suddenly I stand from where I had been sitting for the past hour and I walk out the door. She could run away, in the condition she was in she would have made it to the border by now. In a sudden rush, I speed over to the warehouse, seeing the light on. I pause in the entrance, seeing Nichole bending over a table, wiping it down with a rag. She pauses a moment when she senses I'm here, but then she continues working. I don't say anything and she doesn't press me for any conversation. The way she walks catches my attention because she's stiff. I knew I was the cause of it, but it didn't do anything to rest my uneasy mind. She was the first blood
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