Cecily s voice broke on the final word, tears instantly filling her eyes. She drew in shaky breaths, her lips trembling, willing herself to hold off until she no longer had six hundred eyes upon her. She could not keep control of herself for much longer, though. If she hadn t had enough doses of reality in the past week, somehow, standing in front of these people and referring to her dearest friend in past tense was bringing it all home.
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