Beyond Sight
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I wipe the tears from her cheeks with my thumb as she watches me intently waiting for me to release her. I don't intend on letting her go. I've tried too hard and spent too much time trying to help her to just let go. I can't trust that she won't run when my back is turned. I don't care how much she begs. I don't care how badly she wants to go home. I don't care if she likes it or not. Tonight, she is staying with me so that I can keep an eye on her. So that I can keep her safe.
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