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Xavier
"Harper, breathe. I need you to breathe," I hear Mum saying through the phone.
She's telling Harper to breathe? Like that's even damn possible. Harper isn't breathing. Her fingers are white-knuckled around my phone. "They're going to take her and I'll never..." She chokes on a sob, her ches...
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