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Valerie's POV

“ You don't mean everything you just said to me!" Jasmine exclaimed, clapping her hands in awe. We were both seated on Valerie's bed in her cozy little bedroom, sharing a packet of pizza and milk. Her house was my home. I felt inner peace being within its walls. It gave me comfort. Jasmine was more than a friend. She was someone I'd wish to be my sister if I was given a second chance at life.

“I guess that's what she deserved. Sometimes I feel like Charlotte would never get enough pain for what he did to my baby. It sucks how much pain I had to go through because of her.”

Jasmine pats my shoulder, a compassionate gaze radiating from the onyx depths of her eyes.

“ It's going to be alright. Losing your innocent bae must have put you in so much grief but I bet you Charlotte is going to pay with everything she holds dear." Jasmine picked up her milk and made an imaginary click with the air. I giggled and relaxed.

“She's definitely beginning to pay for her crimes." I pick