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I Like You

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The hospital room that Rahzel had broken into felt too big for the one child it contained.

It had been inevitable that she would come here eventually, almost like a scab that she needed to tear off. Like a picking off a scab, this too would be painful. Still, there was a debt to be paid, and even if she could only manage a single instalment, she needed to pay what she could.

Once she’d known when she was, the place had drawn Rahzel to it, to this person, to Rayborn Diorte.

With a tear she whispered, “I like you.”