MARLIYA'S POV
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My mother and I spent the night watching movies and eating junk food until I went to bed at eleven. She tried to talk to me, but I wasn't into the conversation and kept it short. She will never understand what I feel...I can't imagine her mother doing to her what she did to me...but I won't ever know because my grandparents don't live here. Mom and dad never talk about their parents and I think I only remember meeting my grandparents from my mother's side when I was like seven. They showed up here once, bickering when I walked in and grandma cried...I was horrified because I thought something was wrong, but then she hugged me and was very kind. My grandpa never said much, only a hello and goodbye, and thinking back about it now...I think he was sad.
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