Alive Again
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"You need to hide! Hide, and when they take me... Run! Do you understand me, Jullias? Don't you dare even think about saving me? Run... in the opposite direction! Climb down from my parents bedroom window, and you leave all of this behind! Go some place they'll never find you..."
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"I never liked you!"
"How could you even dare to say that you never liked me? If we were never friends then, what were we? Why did you ever waste your time on me if you never liked me?"
"Because I don't like you! I never liked you! I love you, you idiot! I've always loved you, but you've always been too oblivious to notice."
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