Tracey POV This bed is hard; it’s definitely not mine. Mine is soft, warm, and comfortable; this one’s cold, I feel cold. When I moved, a pain shot in my left shoulder. I groaned at the pain and opened my eyes. Yep, not my room. Doom was suddenly at my side, his eyes full of concern. He’s alive! I was...

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