[ Clover covers her face, and she can feel her ears burning. It's years later, and it's still so embarrassing to think about. She was young and melodramatic and felt so victimized. (She's still not that different, but she likes to fool herself into thinking she is.) ]
You do.
[ Her words are muffled. The reminder is enough to show her Rose still cares, that Rose is still Rose. ]
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You do.
[ Her words are muffled. The reminder is enough to show her Rose still cares, that Rose is still Rose. ]
God. Let's go home.