Over my dead body

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FINN "You're here again," Chloe said in a tired voice as I entered. "I thought we were past this." I reply her coolly, giving a cup of coffee I'd gotten on my way here. "Don't you get tired?" She asked, rolling her eyes and taking a sip. I shrugged, "Not when it comes to you." She doesn't say anything and stared at her brother instead. He was still unconscious and on a life support and breathing machine. "He is not going to make it." She whispered so soft I almost didn't hear her. "He will." I said strongly even though I felt otherwise. I'd talked to a few doctors, using my George's influence. Terry's name was now in the top ten emergency donations. Still, we not heard anything yet. "I didn't expect you to lie to me too." She scoffed. "Well, I'm trying my best. For your sak

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