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Chapter Thirty-four

Lilly's POV

It's been one week. One week of staring at the white walls of this room. One week of following the same routine over and over. The same day I was taken, I was lock up in some institute for the mentally demented. It didn't take a genius to tell them my mind was fractured. Everyday, they would ask me series of questions.

Like, why did you do it?

And what were you thinking?

And how were/are you feeling?

And if you could go back in time, would you make a different choice?

But, couldn't I've them an answer. I can't. Even if I wanted to. Even if my life depends on it. I still can't get my voice to agree with my brain. All I want to know is if Blair's alright and if Elle's fine.