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I got up when the timer went off and worked over the next couple hours to get snacks ready. I was going to order pizza for dinner, because I knew I could get a veggie pizza for Clover and I didn’t really know any vegetarian recipes. I didn’t want to make something inedible. While I was working, a message came in. When I looked at it I was actually shocked. It was from Curt’s mom. She’d taken a picture of him while he was sleeping. Or, I assume he was sleeping. His eyes were swollen shut and he had bandages on his nose. The blankets were pulled down and I could see his chest was covered in bruises. The message she sent with it was begging me to reconsider and come be with him. That woman didn’t know when to give up. I blocked her number and went back to what I was doing, but I made sure