Twist of Fate
I asked, crouching down like her.
She nodded once before a crystal-like fluid glimmered at the edge of her eyes. "I'm scared. No one loves me."
My instinct told me to hug her, so I extended my arms, wrapping her in my embrace, and whispered, "I'm awso sad, but it's awight. We can be fwiends if you wike. I'm Iwy, you'we Gwace, wight?"
She corrected as she chuckled. "It's Grace, Ily."
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