"It's ok Mingi, I'm here to help you. Keep crying, let those tears fall. I'm not here to judge you, I'm here to accept you as you are and help you improve yourself." Her voice was the purest sound in the world. Her embrace was the most warmest, second to my moms, in the world. Her tranquility brought me so much peace in the moment of my most discomfort. I cried out even more, following her instruction. "There we go." She cooed by my ear, her hand patting my back gently. I have it. I have hope. (Angel is the reader)
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