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Part 55
"Finished?" Gladwin's question made Flavia look up. Her face still flushed with embarrassment as she nodded.
Gladwin picked up the bowl from the table and then folded the table back to the side of the bed. He took the dirty styrofoam bowl to the other side of the room and threw it in the trash.
"Is there anything you want to ask?" he asked, still in his gentle tone. He climbed onto the bed and sat with his body sideways facing Flavia.
"I-I..." Flavia bowed her head silently. "Actually, this is complicated. I'm still a bit confused," the girl twiddled her fingers.
"Hmm, I understand," he replied. He reached for Flavia's hand and held it gently. "I just hope your memory returns soon. But until then, I ask that you don't be too hard on yourself. I'll help you as much as I can.
"If there's anything you want to ask, don't hesitate to ask. If you feel embarrassed to ask me, y
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