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Ivy comes back upstairs in a long sleeve shirt and sweatpants. She had taken her makeup off and she looked very tired and worn out. I place my hand on her back, guiding her to the couch and she flinches under my touch. "May I ask you a question baby?" I ask and she nods, sitting down with her. She reaches for the food and puts a blanket over her lap. "Did he touch you.... sexually?" Ivy's eyes widen and she looks down. She messes with her fingers on her lap and shakes her head. "Don't lie to me please." I say softly, placing my hand in hers. I notice her chew the inside of her cheek and she shakes her head. "I didn't let him. He tried but I wouldn't let him. So don't worry about it okay? I'm fine. He's gone. I can handle him." I draw my lips into a tight line and nod curtly. I lean forwar
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