FIFTY THREE. TEARS

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Her heart skipped a beat as she stood in front of the room where Logan had raped her last night. Now, she could clearly see the condition of her room. Someone had cleaned the sheet and replaced it with new ones. The room was clean again, only all the memories of last night couldn't leave her brain. It was so firmly entrenched there that she almost went mad and wanted to hit her head over and over again to make all the images go away from her head. “Your room has been cleaned by Weston's wife. The old man lived with his wife next to this house. But only Weston works here. His wife only comes occasionally to clean and is paid once.” Riley barely listened to Jacob's explanation. She was so focused on her own problems. Everything outside her problem was not important at all. "I don't want t

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