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As soon as her cry been heard, we both stand up from the couch to run to the girl.
Being the faster, I took Claire in my arms.
- Everything is okay honey…
The girl continues to cry and I look at Alma, her hands passing trough the girl’s hair, she was already looking at me. My eyes were watering.
From everything. From the pain I feel since so much years, from how we loved each other and how we steel do. But also from the way we’ve just fight and make those little girl cry.
A tear drop from my eye, then another, and soon, I couldn’t stop myself.
Alma look at me, i saw her face trough my tears, she obviously didn’t know how to react. My knees start to feel so weak. Alma took Claire and right after took me in her arms, holding both of us, crying.
- I’m sorry… I’m really sorry.
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Miss Peregrine finally look at us, we could see she was feeling so bad just as her face.
But now, I understand way much more my aunt. And a lot have been explained in this discussion even if we obviously didn’t mean to be there.
All the children were silent, we just didn’t know how to react. But then Emma step to them, slowly, carful. And join the hug. And soon, all of us join one by one, even Enoch decide to finally come in the hug.
I understood that she wasn’t alone all this time… She had Miss Peregrine deep in her mind, in her heart. And just couldn’t let go that woman.
She was unhappy because of her family, the fear of how they’ll react, and maybe more the reaction of grandpa. They were so close and maybe the news would have destroyed their relation.
She was full of fear, full of shame. Shame of herself, of miss Peregrine, she was shameful about the way she love and who she love. And this, ruin her life. She was afraid to disappoint her family so she preferred just silence herself and the love she felt.
And maybe, for ever and ever she will think that she ruin her life just to fit in the mold. Just to be like they all wanted her to be instead of being herself, truly.