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YOU
Don’t make it too hard for her. Of course I wouldn’t ever blame her. I love her too much. Still, perhaps if she had stayed at home like they’d told her I wouldn’t have had to go look for her. But it wasn’t her fault.
How can you even think of blaming her? She’s my sister. Don’t you dare accuse her. But, it is true that if she had learned to deny you, I would not have been there to convince her to leave. She didn’t know.
Don’t ever call her weak or stupid. She’s not. I’ve always been proud of her. But maybe if she’d looked at you standing behind her I wouldn’t have had to drag her away. She couldn’t see
I would never say that she should have known better. She didn’t. She couldn’t think straight. True, if she hadn’t given in to you that once she wouldn’t have lost herself completely. She couldn’t have known.
Please don’t make it her fault. She didn’t do it. How could she possibly have known what you were doing? Please, she’s my sister, half of me. It wasn’t her. She didn’t kill me.
YOU did.
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