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longing to a woman in her late forties, resounded just outside Daphne's room. Da

y. "Isn't it too early to visit someone?" she thought, but she didn't let the thought linger. Aft

climbed out of bed. She walked towards the closed door at a normal pace and unlocked it. Greeted by the beautiful smile of her mother, which masked her fears w

rs, she could see well who the voice belonged to. It was Audrey. She was dressed in a white shirt and denim shorts, her long blonde hair tied up in a ponytail. She

Oh, no problem. Are you done with your 'inside life' yet?" Audrey replied, returning the smug

f immediately as she made her way down the stairs towards the kitchen to make breakfast. It was already heated between Daphne and Audr

r eyebrows inquisitively. "Don't give me that look. I know it's too early to visit, but what I'm about to tell you simply can

udrey, we've spoken about this. You never listen to me, do you? I've made it

. "I'm not going to listen to anything you have to say, young lady. You've always said what you wanted to say. Now listen. I'm your best friend, and w

ul look on her face, however, she lay back down on the bed, lying partially on i

tled expression on her face. However, Audrey didn't stop this time. She continued talking, not paying Daphn

phne protested, rubbing her n

has all the answers t

managed to utter with clenched j

e I found. They said there's still hope for..." A

listening to

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keep cuttin

uted persistently. "You heard right!" she continued wit

ut I don't need it, at least not anymore! I don't want your help! All those solutions you have, do me a favour and k

y one who can relate to what I feel, no one else and definitely not you. So please, I'm begging you in the name of God, c

just in front of the door. Slowly, she turned back to stare at Daphne, who was currently fuming and desperately w

lt bad for raising her voice to her. That feeling, however, lasted only for a while. It was