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" I was gonna tell you, I swear, Charity, I was!" She promised her best friend. "Sure you were, Isabella. I can't believe you his this from me." She let a tear slip down her cheek, before she started again. "Izzy, why?" Glancing down at her best friends arm, Charity cried, hard. "You wouldn't understand Char, you haven't been through what I have. Your mom wants you, your dad is alive, you have money. You wouldn't understand." Izzy said a little too loud. Charity stared at the gurk she once knew as her best friend, tears running down both their faces, and then she just stood up and walked away.