Ssh. Ssh. It’s okay. Me? I’m Zoe. Nice to meet you, Amelia.
Oh, you shouldn’t cry. Because … um, may I hold your hand?
Thank you.
It’s been so long since I’ve touched someone who offers kindness instead…
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