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Confrontation

Arya is lying on Bea's bed, in a lot of pain.

"I think we should inform Mr. Emory," Bruno suggests.

"No, not today," Arya whispers with effort. "Please, not today."

"Don't worry, beautiful," says Bea. "I'll take care of you. The important thing is that you rest and recover, then you can make a decision."

"Will you guys keep me informed about my mother's funeral?" the young woman asks her friends.

Sam and Bruno look at each other, knowing that if she is no longer at Emory's house and now that Mrs. Mirella has passed away, they will no longer be needed.

"Without you there, and Mrs. Mirella gone, I don't think we'll be called again," Sam informs her, stroking his friend's forehead.

"Sebas and I will keep you informed," assures Bea, handing her a pain and antibiotic pill given to her by the doctor. "Take it, you need to rest, it's almost dawn and you haven't slept a wink. I need to go to Mr. Emory's house, he's going to need help. By any chance, do either of you know how to take care of b
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