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Chapter 23 - A Fighter

Rory

The truck was moving over rocks when I jolted awake, throwing me sideways and a sharp jolt of pain rushed into my side.

I was quick to clasp my hand over my mouth to quickly muffle the scream that tore past my lips. My sides began to throw almost immediately and so did every inch of my back.

How long has this truck been driving? How long did I end of sleeping? Two questions which I didn't have an answer to.

I was scared of even breathing too sharply to prevent my huffing spot from being revealed. I remained frozen in the same spot, in between two stuffy luggages while the truck drove into potholes after potholes.

Where was this truck heading to?

I silently asked myself while gripping my hands tightly. I didn't know its destination and I have to make sure I don't get caught by the driver at all means. Should that happen, I'd undoubtedly be dead meat because the driver would undoubtedly take me back to Alex. And that would only mean one thing– death.

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