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201. The car
Jemma let out a heavy sigh, lowering her head, "I've never felt scared like that before, you know? When they started shouting about taking off my uniform... I saw pure evil in that guy's eyes."
Noah’s tone softened as he held her chin, staring into her eyes. "You're strong. I promise, no one touches you. Ever."
Jemma gazed into the eyes of the thirteen-year-old boy, finding comfort and security in his gaze.
"You won't face anything alone. Always remember that," he assured her.
She nodded. He continued, "Now, flash me a confident smile. I don't want you looking like a loser."
Jemma managed a bright smile, and he grabbed her wrist, pulling her along, "Let's clean up your uniform."
The same evening… In a café…
Gracie took a sip of her coffee and asked, "So, work's been a rollercoaster, huh, Sara?"
Sara leaned back in her chair, swirling her coffee absentmindedly. "Oh, you bet! The whole nine yards of deadlines, meetings, a
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