Nobody Invited Me to My 20-Year High School Reunion – When I Finally Walked Through the Doors, I Instantly Understood Why They Wanted Me Kept Away

” she said quickly. “I’m trying to protect you.”

“From what?”

“From them,” she said. “From feeling like that girl again.”

I studied her for a long moment. There was something beneath her words—something she wasn’t saying.

“Maybe you’re right,” I said at last. “Maybe I shouldn’t go.”

Relief flashed across her face too quickly.

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