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"such nice words to a woman who's life is about to end" she chuckles softly, staring into her eldest daughters eyes, seeing nothing but sorrow and guilt
"dont look at me like that" she hears her daughter whisper
"I'm so sorry my dear, but it must be don"-
"shut up" she states, cutting her off
a quiet gasp exists her mother's mouth, tears welding up in her eyes, blinding her vision from seeing her daughters figure
"mama, just shut up and listen to me" she whispers, looking into her eyes
"I know what you're going to say but please"
"dont leave me"