The Queen On A Chess Board

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LENA POV The pain on Lena's arm was a throbbing dull ache, and that was what dragged her from a disturbing dream. She had dreamt that Rafe's arms were around her, his lips kissing her hair and mumbling words she couldn't make out, but they sounded a whole lot like "I'm sorry." Well, if she was being honest the dream wasn't disturbing. No, it wasn't disturbing at all. She didn't want to wake up from it. But now that she has awoken she hates the dream. She hated Rafe Moretti. She looked down at her arm to see an IV there. She must have lost a lot of blood. That was why she tried as much as she could to stay calm. The rage and pain inside her was like an ocean, an ocean that she had locked behind a dam. But last night that dam had broken and the emotions came pouring out. All because of

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