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A never-ending nightmare!
Sonia The night at the police station felt like a never-ending nightmare. The cold metal bench beneath me, the dim lights flickering overhead, the muffled sounds of inmates arguing, it all felt surreal. I hadn’t stopped shaking since the moment we were separated. Every second stretched endlessly, the knot in my stomach growing tighter with each tick of the clock. Dennis hadn’t even looked at me. Not once. I’d spent most of the drive here pleading with him to talk to me, to at least let us talk and reason together. We both said mean things to each other in the heat of the moment, but he was taking it too far… ignoring me and refusing to talk to me. I mean, we have no one but each other… we planned it all together and a little bust isn’t the end of it. Dennis was playing right into
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