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“I’m sorry,” Laylah says softly as soon as she finishes the breakfast I had brought up for her. Dad took Mom upstairs a while ago, and while I wanted to ask Laylah a million questions, I know she needs to eat.
“You don’t have to apologize,” I tell her.
She sighs softly. “I do, though. I was scared, but I shouldn’t have treated you like that. I… I don’t know how to explain it. It’s like I know in my mind that I’m safe, but my body reacts however it wants.”
I kiss her gently, rubbing her arm. “I wasn’t thinking. I shouldn’t have gone into the bathroom after what you told me. It won’t happen again.”
“I don’t want to be like this,” she says, her voice breaking.
I scoop her into my arms and stand, turning to lay her on the bed. “Let’s nap and talk about it later.”
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