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Chapter Forty-Two: The Remodel
Cecelia Dr. Ramirez was right. About the wound anyway. Sometime in the night, it stopped bleeding, and by morning it was scabbed over and well on its way to healing. I touched the skin there, noting that for the first time since the day Ellis had mauled me, it did not feel sore or tender. I wondered if there would still be a scar, or if somehow, that could be wiped away too. The events of the previous night had left me feeling anxious and restless. It had been wonderful to spend a few hours with Catherine, and yet at the same time, I could feel that something was not right. Or was it just the pregnancy and hormones, and the baby removing my mark that had me feeling so paranoid? I honestly couldn’t tell, but even Becky seemed edgy. I went out to the rose garden to see just how b
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