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Intro. It’s been months, an eternity since I last saw you, my dearest childhood friend. They kept you away, didn't they? Shielded you from this… wreckage. But here I am, returned. Not the Anya you remember. Not the girl who outran you, outsmarted you, outshone you. Look at me now. Are you disgusted? Pitying me, perhaps? I've seen it in everyone else's eyes. What about yours, then?

Mother

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