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I stopped. She was bleeding after all. Perfect lines crossed her wrists, not near any crucial veins, but enough to leave wet red tracks across her skin. She hadnt hit her veins when she did this death hadn't been her goal.

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Richelle Mead
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
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Crossed
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