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“You seem to want me to be frustrated by you, Francesca. I’m not going to be angry with you over the things you went through.” Francesca looked out of the window, and when she saw that the others were still sat happily in the restaurant enjoying a break from being stuck in the van, she turned back to Jonas. “I never used to understand it when you told me things aren’t so easy for you anymore. I thought it was all in your head, or that you were making excuses and you never were as strong or as fast as you thought. What happened with that guy… he had the edge on me because I’m older. He was this 22 year old pretty boy, and I can see now that I only ever paid him any attention because he was so clearly the total opposite of you. I think I only had the edge on my father because of his age,

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