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Later that night, Grace gently persuaded Harper to show her the injury, and the sight left her shaken. The wound was severe, infected, and unmistakably neglected.
“How long,” Grace asked softly.
“Since winter,” Harper replied. “She said I would be taken away if I told.”
Grace understood then that silence could no longer be an option, no matter the cost.
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