Chapter 44
Author: Youngblood
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The small guest suite at the Vermont Renewal Center was quiet, save for the low hum of Chloe’s laptop and the occasional creak of old wooden floorboards. The curtains were drawn, and the natural light filtering in gave the room a soft, golden warmth—an almost ironic contrast to the weight of what was about to be done.

Gina Adams sat on the edge of the armchair, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her sleeve. Across from her, Chance adjusted the camera settings on Chloe’s phone, mounted gently on a tripod. Chloe stood close by, offering the calm presence Gina needed.

“Take your time,” Chloe said softly, her voice warm but firm. “We’ll record as many takes as you need. No pressure.”

Gina nodded, then exhaled slowly.

She was glad that she was finally doing this—finally letting the whole world know that Chance never attempted to rape her and that all that happened then was because she was coerced and manipulated into doing it.

“I’ve rehearsed this in my head a thousand times,” she m
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