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Chapter Twelve
The next week went by in the same fashion as the first day. Marcus came to my room, at 6:00 in the morning, and we began our sess..
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Chapter Eleven
The light outside of Cooper’s window was still a hazy grey when I woke, wrapped in Cooper’s arms, the next morning. H..
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Chapter Ten
I was mortified that I had let a yelp escape my mouth, causing everyone in the room to turn and laugh at me. My whole body turned re..
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Chapter Nine
When Cooper and I entered the dining room all conversations stopped. I felt my face turn even redder and I could feel my muscles co..
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Chapter Eight
Terrified I sat up too quickly and slipped off the bed, falling in a tangled mess on the floor. The man in the doorway never alte..
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Chapter Seven
The transporter, a very old and decrepit old man with sun tanned skin that hung off of his face, led us to a very old manor on the..
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Chapter Six
“What was that?” Cooper and I were sitting in the back the police cruiser; his right arm around me holding me tight with ..
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Chapter Five
I was panicking; I had no idea what to do. Cooper was still outside trying to get inside, and I was inside trying to get outside. My..
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Chapter Four
Cooper didn’t want to take just one form of transportation, he said it was to confuse the Light but I think he just wanted to ..
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Chapter Three
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