Few things I knew.I knew the sound of my mother's voice when I woke.I knew the painful look in her eyes that meant something terrible must have happened to me. And eventually, I knew where I was.But I never knew the identity of the strange, handsome boy who sat at my bedside when he thought no one was watching.Warning: Contains mature language and themes. Reader discretion is advised.
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