Then looked at my sister.
Blood on her lip.
Bruises forming on her neck.
Terror in her eyes.
Something inside me snapped.
Not loudly.
Quietly.
Like a rope finally giving way.
“What happened?” I asked.
Sarah grabbed my wrist.
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Then looked at my sister.
Blood on her lip.
Bruises forming on her neck.
Terror in her eyes.
Something inside me snapped.
Not loudly.
Quietly.
Like a rope finally giving way.
“What happened?” I asked.
Sarah grabbed my wrist.
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