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Edie looked out the front window and sighed. She was finally getting out. Her second time in rehab was a lot easier than her first, even though both times were emotionally painful.
Raina and Mackenzie tried to talk her out of going once she was released from the hospital, but Edie felt the pull of the drugs Trevor injected into her. She didn’t want them, but after the medically induced coma and the pain she was in from the beating and the smoke inhalation, she needed a safe place where she knew she wouldn’t give in to temptation.
Now she was done. She felt stronger, better, more like the person she believed she could be.
More like the person she wanted to be.
A month had passed since that night, and the nightmares had stopped. Edie was proud of what she’d done, but she was hesitant
