Tito understood and smiled. She saw the struggle for what it was. A cry for help. “Of course” besides, she did have some business to take care of in that house anyways.
Laura smiled shakily and for a second, the facade was off, revealing the vulnerable girl, still shaken by the event of the past few days. “Thank you”
Laura made for the door and her wounded hand hit the backrest of a chair. She winced, gasping slightly as pain overtook her.
“Are you okay?” Tito jumped forward to help her.
“No” she blocked Tito’s advance. “I mean… yes… yes, I’m fine”. Laura swallowed the lump in her throat and forced a smile as she walked out of the apartment.
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