“It’s done; don’t let her get the best of you

“It’s done; don’t let her get the best of you. Here, wipe your face,” as she reached for her towel. “Come on, let’s do this. You have to. You have no other choice.” She sat me on the toilet and wet the towel. As she wiped my face, I started to catch my breath. “If she sees you this upset, she will do this to you again. You have to act like this isn’t that bad. That’s all you really can do. You have no other choice. Come on, breathe. You have to go back, or she will come get you.”

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