Twenty-Six

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Nicole grew weaker by the minute, but she didn't know if it was due to how much blood she lost, or if it was her desire to just give up the charade she'd been playing with him. She had been wrong about him, terribly wrong, and because of the things they had said, she knew the damage had been done. Nothing would be the same after this. The burning pain in her shoulder wasn't lessening, but she knew it wouldn't for a while. However, she needed a doctor and soon. Her wounds needed to be sewn up. This wasn't the first time she'd been shot, and it probably wouldn't be the last, either. However, Gordon still won the prize for the most bullet holes. Even her father couldn't beat Gordon's record. Being shot wasn't a laughing matter no matter if this was her fourth time. In the other situations,

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