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When she saw me, her eyes filled with panic. “You don’t have to stay,” she said quickly. “I know you hate me.”
I didn’t answer.
I just walked over and hugged her.
At first, she froze. Then she broke down completely, sobbing into my shoulder like she used to when we were little girls and she had nightmares.
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