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SHE DOESN’T WANT US TOGETHER
“Didn't I already tell you I don’t want to have anything to do with you? I’ve been through a lot today. Please leave me alone,” Gwen somehow seemed convinced that Philomena was the murderer. I caressed Gwen’s back and then told her, “You should rest for now. It will get darker soon.” While the day had been tumultuous, our work wasn’t done. We needed to bury Nick’s remains and pray for the peace of his soul. Since Gwen wasn’t in a mentally stable situation, I thought that it would be better if we didn’t include it in the ceremony. That’s why it didn’t seem right to involve her. Before I asked Petra to take Gwen to our cave where we usually take refuge in the night, Philomena interfered once again by asking Gwen, “Can you give me a chance to explain myself? You’re clearly mistaken ab
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