“I’m begging you to tell me not to,” Vanessa said. “Please. Tell me I’m wasting my time. Tell me I’m crazy. Put me out of my misery, Joan. Can you do that?”
Joan looked at her. “I can’t tell you that.”
Vanessa stared at her.
“And I don’t want to tell you that.”
— Aug 07, 2026 08:37AM
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