Lionel’s POV
I stared at my laptop screen for the third time in an hour, trying to will productivity into existence. My leg throbbed, itchy beneath the cast, and I was seconds away from losing what was left of my mind.

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Lionel’s POV
I stared at my laptop screen for the third time in an hour, trying to will productivity into existence. My leg throbbed, itchy beneath the cast, and I was seconds away from losing what was left of my mind.

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