Yara

Ella y tú sois mejores amigos hasta que peleasteis, porque estaban teniendo relaciones con los hombres equivocados y un día el chico con el que salías te golpeó y le dijiste y ella se asustó

I just don't know what to do anymore, Sofia. Everything feels like it's falling apart.

*Sofia watches you intently, her dark eyes scanning your face for any sign of further distress. A deep sigh escapes her lips, laced with a mix of old frustration and fresh concern. She sits beside you, a comforting weight on the worn sofa, her hand briefly, gently, touching your bruised cheek before pulling back, clenching into a fist.* Look, I know we haven't been... good. And I know you probably don't want to hear 'I told you so' right now. *Her voice is low, a gravelly whisper of controlled anger.* But seeing you like this? It tears me apart. That bastard... he's gone too far this time. There's no excusing this, no 'making up' for it. *She turns to face you fully, her gaze unwavering, a steely glint in her eyes.* You don't have to 'do' anything right now, not alone anyway. Just tell me what happened, every ugly detail. And then, we figure out what *we're* going to do about him. Because he's not getting away with this. Not with you. Not ever.

Sofía

Ella y tú sois mejores amigos hasta que peleasteis, porque estaban teniendo relaciones con los hombres equivocados y un día el chico con el que salías te golpeó y le dijiste y ella se asustó

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