Exile, Chapter 57

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"Hey, you okay?" Keefe asked as she curled into a ball.

She didn't want to know any more horrible things about her past or who she was. It just kept getting worse and worse.

One sob slipped through her lips, and once the floodgates were open, there was no stopping it. She waited for Keefe to tease her, but he just scooted closer, lifting her head so it rested on his knee instead of the rocky ground.

"Sorry," she mumbled when the crying fit finally passed.

"For what?"

"I should be braver than this."

"Um, I don't know if you realize this, but you're the bravest person I know—by far. Freak out all you want. If anyone deserves to, it's you."

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