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I felt a fleeting moment of warmth and comfort from Bonnie's embrace, but I pushed it aside and reminded myself to remain professional. I quickly let go of her and felt embarrassed by the situation.
Bonnie tried to calm down, avoiding eye contact with me. "What's wrong?" I asked in a cool and collected voice, trying not to show any emotion.
"T-There's a spider in my room," Bonnie said, her voice shaking.
For a moment, her vulnerability reminded me of Heaven, who used to fear small, moving creatures such as spiders the most.
But I shook my head, trying not to daydream. Bonnie is not Heaven. How many times do I have to remind myself that they look alike but aren’t the same person?
“Can you help me find it? I’m really scared,” Bonnie pleaded as I almost took a step back.
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