Chapter 11 · free to read
Three splints, eleven stitches, and a surgeon who said 'we will know in a year'.
Eleven pages. Somebody had been correcting Dorian Vale's mistakes since Dorian Vale was nineteen years old and locked in a private ward.
Two nineteen-year-olds in one building, one of them writing and one of them copying, and neither able to say afterwards which of them had held the pen.
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