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You Don’t Know Him
Lisa's POV My eyes fluttered open as I struggled to fully wake up, but a sudden, foul odor hit my nose. I could smell it—the disgusting stench. It was the scent of something decaying mixed with the smell of blood. The rotten smell forced my eyes open, and it took me a few seconds to realize I was back in the cell. “You are awake,” I heard an unfamiliar voice, and I looked in the direction of the sound to see a woman squatting beside me. Judging her age, I guessed she must be in her late forties. Our eyes met, and she gave me a comforting smile, but I could see a hint of sadness in her gaze. “Welcome back, Lisa,” the woman said, and I furrowed my brows. She knew my name? The decaying smell hit my nose again, and I slowly turned toward its source, swallowing painfully when I realized it
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