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Chapter 37.
Courtney POV. It feels like I’m being confined to my bedroom, almost like being grounded, not that I know what that feels like because momma never grounded me. Ok, yes, she tried but I would always sneak out of the window, and she would find me either in the garden or working on the car. But this, this is torture. It has been a few days since I was discharged and the only time, I have been allowed out of bed was when I needed the bathroom. I mean come on, I had concussion I didn’t die or anything. But then again, I was targeted so I get it, I really do. I have told Kaden and the rest of the meat heads that I won’t go far. I certainly won’t be going outside again anytime soon. However, Kaden being the overprotective pain in the neck he is has told me it was best if I stayed in the bed
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