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... about Cora made sense. The walls. The paranoia. The constant vigilance.
"You’re strong," I said softly, pulling back just enough to look at her. "You really are. And you don’t get to blame yourself for surviving."
"I would always sleep when he was home," she choked out. "I didn’t want him to—my mother... she—when I... they’re..."
"Ssh." I pulled her back into a hug. "It’s okay. You’re safe now. I won’t let anyone hurt you. Ever."
She nodded weakly. "Mm..."
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