CHAPTER THIRTY/FOUR

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THALIA'S POV. 'Are you going to take that?' Nova asked after minutes of my silently staring at the blood-red t-shirt, the same one I had bought for Tristan on the horrible day I had gone shopping with Allana. I saw it hanging in my closet the day I returned from the hospital, and I just assumed it was either Edith or Allana who hung it in there when they'd offloaded the bags in my absence. I'm currently in my so-called room, packing a bag for when I leave, which should be in about half an hour or so, judging by how fast it was getting dark outside today. I've already packed up everything I need that I could carry in my backpack. I decided to pack light since this was practically an escape, and I didn't want to take anything with me that could end up slowing me down and eventually gettin

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