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fair. I wished I could do something besides sitting beside her dumbly, but I kept my mouth shut and barely even breathed. "I'll help you get through this—I promise," I said softly, and I meant every word of it.

I stepped outside and took a deep breath. Before I could exhale, I heard the door shut behind me. "I thought you hated me." Turning toward the voice, I blinked, and my eyes focused on my ex-best friend, Mecca. "What?" I mumbled angrily. "That's why I never spoke to you again after I asked for the money," she explained softly. I nodded my head in understanding and bit my lip. Before I knew it, I felt tears running down my cheeks. "Are you okay? How was the pregnancy?" I asked, wiping away the tears. "It was good—hard, but good. I don't regret a thing," Mecca responded with a sad smile. "It hurt that you just disappeared—I never hated you, though. I always wanted to support you. I started to think that maybe it was me. Maybe I wasn't good enough, like my parents said," I admitted. 117

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2020 Leadership Journal E-book  

A leadership journal written by girls from Newark, NJ to cultivate courageous conversations and action. Purchase your copy at theleadershipj...

2020 Leadership Journal E-book  

A leadership journal written by girls from Newark, NJ to cultivate courageous conversations and action. Purchase your copy at theleadershipj...