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NOTHING’S GONNA HURT YOU BABY
“Tomorrow, it’s the first thing that I’ll do,” he had planned everything. “We’ll go to their spot, gather everyone and then inform them about what had actually happened between us and Petra that day.” “That does sound like a plan, but where will we stay for the night?” I pointed my finger towards the dangerous woods. “I don’t think we’d survive alone in the woods, since they might have already decided to execute me in the night.” “You can come with us,” he told me in a welcoming manner. Confused, I asked him, “Who do you mean by us? I don’t see anyone else besides you here.” “Of course, I am talking about Philomena and me. We’ve decided to use the cabin that was built by Nick for spending our remaining nights on this island,” he informed me. My eyes expressed my dismay at being in
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