You're welcome. But, you really don't have to make anything up to me. I'm not going to hold it against you. I swear.
[ Rachel screaming at her. Rachel with her knife. Rachel, in utter dismay and pain. ...No. This is nothing. After what her own did, she couldn't. Even if she wanted to. ]
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But, you really don't have to make anything up to me.
I'm not going to hold it against you. I swear.
[ Rachel screaming at her. Rachel with her knife. Rachel, in utter dismay and pain. ...No. This is nothing. After what her own did, she couldn't. Even if she wanted to. ]