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... he pale walls like a sad, broken melody. It was soft at first, more like a whimper than a wail, but it built steadily, rising and falling in waves that refused to be ignored.
Anita sat across from her. Her hands were folded on her chest as her back leaned on the chair, watching Tessa bawl her eyes out – shoulders shaking with every sob, her breath coming in jagged little bursts like a record skipping on a painful song.
Anita exhaled quietly, her heart aching with a tired kind of ...
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