Night Ender: A Moment Before Loss of Conscience

Emory. My heart holds corrupt. Pairing at the end of the high enough hospital bed. She told me not to be a victim. 
It’s been long enough since I last loved anyone let alone felt a passionate kiss. 

And the games they are, are what kills me. 

Why in gods name would we change his plans. 

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