Oh, I see now,
She's /b/r/e/a/k/i/n/g/ your heart.
Pulling it, purposefully.
Tearing.
You.
Apart.
Trying to make you feel-
WORSE.
((it's working, isn't it))
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It's hurting her, sweetheart.
/You know, so why do it?/
She's your sister, you're her family.
((One day you'll be all she has.))
((One day she'll be all you are.))
And you?
You don't.
Even.
Care.
Prefer her to be the black sheep then you, that's it?
((your mama told you, m-u-d-b-l-o-o-d-s are bad.))
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She told, didn't she.
Spat out your secret like a p-o-i-s-o-n-o-u-s- s-n-a-k-e.
((it hurt, didn't it, even more then your mothers spell))
Don't cry 'Dromeda...
It'll stop stinging soon.
((I promise, we promise, she promises))
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She won't just forgive you,
Bella, dear,
I hope you know that?
Oh
…
you do.