Chapter 17

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January 4th, 2028- Two Years Ago

Hope's POV: I sniffed, burying my face into my pillow to muffle my cries as a knock sounded at the door. "Hope, open up", Josie pleaded.

"Please, just go away", I said, pulling my blanket over my head.

"My dad wanted me to come get you". she said from outside the room. "He said your aunt Freya wants to talk to you", Josie told me, causing me to sigh in annoyance as I got out of bed to get dressed.

"I'll be out in a sec", I called back.

"Oh, and Hope...happy birthday", Josie said.

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Present

I gasped, sitting up in bed, as I looked around the room in a panic. I need to get out of here. I jumped to my feet, pausing when pain went up my body. Shaking my head, I ran from the room, running into someone as I practically jumped back, ready for anything.

"Hope? You're supposed to be resting", Mg frowned, causing me to relax slightly.

"Where's Josie", I asked him, glancing down the hall.

"With Penelope", he frowned.

"I need to leave. I-I can't be here...I...", I breathed out shakily.

"Whoa, Hope, slow down", Mg told me, putting his hand on my shoulder. "What's wrong", he asked, looking into my eyes.

"I..did something", I whispered. "Something bad", I stated. "And when Josie finds out...", I trailed off, looking up as a tear trailed down my face. "She's gonna kill me", I whispered.


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