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TIFFANY

Gladys walked back and stood beside my phone. She was charging it herself and then turned back to look at me.

I gave a nod asking her to go ahead and do it. All I needed to do was make her see reasons why she should give me my phone.

She looked at me and then back at the phone before turning in my direction again. “I cant believe I’m doing this,” she muttered and I swallowed hard.

“I know you are a nice person,” I said softly. “I can say that because I know you.” I paused. “You’re right that I’m spoiled and I have no idea what pain is but I can see—I can see how difficult things can be and you deserve the best, Gladys.”

“You deserve every single good thing you can think of because you’re human. There’s good in you and I can see it.” I gave a convincing nod as I spoke. “You’re such a sweet person, Gladys and I’ve always loved you. Right from when we became friends, I’ve seen and loved you as a sister.”

Although that was a lie that I only intended to use to make her feel good b