I don't have much doubt anymore that C is going to die tragically. She is going to overdose, accidentally perhaps.. or maybe on purpose. Or someone is going to hurt her... kill her. I'm scared for her. And there's nothing I can do to save her because she's so ill she can't hear me calling her name, she can't see me reaching for her, she can't feel my hands trying to hold on to her before she slips over the edge. But I know, almost with dead certainty, that she is going to die.



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