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Jared and Mara sitting in a tree...

Jared's POV

I soon realised the reasons why I could never see things in the same light as Sophia or Maraïda. I never in my life had a thing to complain about. I wasn't born rich or had wealthy perfect parents. I had to work hard, toil the soil to get to where I am today; but as compared to others, I was highly privileged. My traumatic experiences were limited to overbearing investors.

"Why hadn't you said something to me about this before?"

"What? Do you think I would just walk up to you and say 'hey J, I was molested and abused by my own father as a child, so I get weird around men like him and see him in them'?" She clutched the poor pillow harder to her chest; staring blankly into space.

"I am not like that! Stop it! I made a mistake and that's just it." I told her calmly. But she had a point. Not everything was so easy to just blurt out. But I wanted her to talk to me. To tell me about her suffering

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