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“Answer me!” He almost shouted, grasping her arms and shaking her, “Can you please just answer me?”
“Don’t go. I’m not safe either. But, there’s safety in numbers. We’ll be safer together,” he replied.
She hesitated, and then her shoulders slumped, and she turned back. Picking up the pen again, she wrote, scratching out a couple of times, ‘
I don’tthat’s notI have nothing’.“I’m not asking for anything,” he whispered.
She put her head down, trying to work out what was going on. ‘I don’t understand what you mean then. safety in numbers? it sounds like you want me to stay with you’.