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At my graduation dinner, Dad slid my acceptance letter back across the table and said I would not be attending the seven-year BS/MD program I had earned a place in. – Welcome

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made another phone call.

This time, a detective was coming.

He told me not to sign another document.

Not to let Marcus inside the house.

Not to be alone with him.

And under no circumstances was I to let him near Nora without someone else present.

Then, that afternoon, Marcus arrived.

Exactly as the anonymous note had predicted.

His car pulled up in front of continue reading …

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