“She has to face him eventually,” Zane whispered hurriedly at Ami.
“She will face him when she’s ready. Leave her alone,” she hissed back, craning her head to make sure that the patio door was closed so that her friend wouldn’t hear them.
“Why are we whispering if she can’t hear us?” he plucked at a lose string on the couch, rolling his eyes at Ami’s
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