Without the Flynn family, how would a _ fifteen-year-old orphan have survived?
Hadley would always be grateful for their kindness. That was why, even when they hurt her, she had no choice but to endure it.
Thinking back on everything, she let out a soft, hollow laugh. Tears shimmered in her eyes. "Ernest is awake. I... I..."
The words caught in her throat.
"I understand." Denver's voice was gentle. "You don't have to explain. I already know."
There was nothing left to question.
Earlier that day, he had gone to the hospital to see Ernest, who had just regained consciousness. That was when he found Hadley, running away in distress.
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