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Chapter 15 - Mrs. Wesley
........... Aiden .......... “No, God, Lia. No,” I mutter with a tremulous voice, running out of the car, my knees feeling weak. This cannot be happening. “Lia!” I call out to her, tears running down my face as I lay on my stomach, not even caring about the glass cutting me. I try to free her, my hands trembling badly, but she's stuck, and there’s blood running down her face. “God, please help me,” I make a desperate plea, going out of my mind with fear. What have I done? I never meant for her to get hurt. I would never have hurt Lia. “Please, God, don’t take her away from me, please.” More people arrive and try to help me, scared the car’s going to burst into flames seeing the gas leaking out of it as it sits upside down, and the ambulance is called. But we can’t get her out, and I’m l
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