"But you're strong." Jack whispers back, strong. "Just look at you. You're not letting this shape who you are. Yes, it's part of you. Yes it's here, but look at you."
His hand moves to her cheek, a finger brushing over her lips. "I believe in you. And you're beautiful."
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His hand moves to her cheek, a finger brushing over her lips. "I believe in you. And you're beautiful."