«𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺/𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳.» There she sat, in a white room with no one to accompany her but her thoughts. How could she have been so careless? So naive? How could she have forgotten what happened in the past? To have let him in again?... Did you really think he would have changed?
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