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“The truth is, you’re very much like your mother. So sensitive to the
world.” She looked up to meet Deya’s eyes. “No matter what I say now, you
won’t believe me.”

Deya looked away. Was it true? Had her fears been warranted? Had her
mother planted a seed of sadness inside her from which there was no
escape?
“Look at me,” said Fareeda. “I might not know many things in life, but
of this I am certain. You need to put the past behind you in order to move
on. Believe me, this I know.”