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"When we started this, we had no idea how it would ripple through your lives." Her gaze swept over all of them, finally resting on Mark with a look that was both apologetic and accusatory. "You've all felt its impact."
Celia's heart ached as she turned to Claire. "Claire, you're terrified that you'll never be able to stay faithful to a future husband after everything that's happened," she said, her voice full of sympathy and doubt. Claire nodded slowly, her face a canvas of shame and uncertainty.
"Melody can't even remember the encounters she had," Celia continued, her tone laced with concern and helplessness. "I'm no psychologist, but it seems like her mind is trying to protect her from the truth." She looked at Melody with a mixture of hope and despair, as if wishing that forgetting could really serve as a shield.
"I can remember John," Melody said quietly, her voice trembling as she spoke. "But no one else. It's frightening." She looked so small and vulnerable as she uttered those words, like a child afraid of the dark, desperate for someone to hold her hand. Claire reached out, pulling her cousin into a comforting embrace, as if to reassure her that she was not alone in this, that they were all stumbling through the same shadows together.
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