 "Get rid of those candles mikes." she pleaded. "They remind me of..." She couldn't continue mikes. Tears squeezed from her eyes.
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 Time had no meaning for Clarissa apartment. She didn't know whether she slept for mikesapartment minutes, hours, days or weeks. All she knew was what was happening when she opened her enter eyes. Her rescuer never demanded anything. He gave her the food she needed whether apartment she apartment was mikesapartment awake or not mikes. Hers was a mikes life of luxury she apartment had never experienced mikesapartment before, until one day her benefactor decided it was time she started on the path apartment toward mikesapartment recovery .
 "Phil, I gotta ask you..."
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