Chapter Twenty-Nine
| lynette’s pov | The thing that I’ve always been scared of happened. I’m sick, and it’s much even worse than that. I don’t even know what the f**k this is called anymore. Was there something that I’ve done to deserve all of this? Because I don’t remember killing anybody or threatening anyone. And that’s the thing about me– I don’t f*****g remember anything else. All I can think of is the good, the good, and the good. There’s not a damn thing about my pet dog dying or failing a major exam. I’m trying my best to recall something bad, anyone who has hurt me so much. But all I’m left with is the dream I had before, and that’s all. Calum– that’s all my mind is screaming. He’s the answer to all of this, but I’m afraid of knowing now. Because it may just be a lie again, if I trust myse
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