At twenty-three, I’m left with a decision. The outcome could be life or death. Trent hit me once, and I cried. Then he hit me again. And again. After a while, I got used to it, as I slept on the floor beside his bed, night after night. Everyone told me to leave him, but I can't. He won't let me....
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At twenty-three, I’m left with a decision. The outcome could be life or death. Trent hit me once, and I cried. Then he hit me again. And again. After a while, I got used to it, as I slept on the floor beside his bed, night after night. Everyone told me to leave him, but I can't. He won't let me. The moment I wanted to give up on myself and any form of hope, Kemper—a tall,
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Shari J. Ryan
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