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Christmas Again. She came running down the hallway to my room. Crying over my shoulders she told me how he lied to her. And then I just patted her back saying it will be alright.

But I knew it won't.

He was a disaster and I hate myself for loving him.

That night I was unsure If I would console my sister or my heart.

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