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Little Voices

“What are you on hunger strike? Eat.”

I frowned, narrowing my eyes at him. He held out a spoon of oatmeal for me.

“I’m not hungry. I don’t want oatmeal.”

“You have to eat something, Layla.”

“You don’t have to force feed me.”

Dean set the bowl on the nightstand and propped himself up on his elbow. H...

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