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Margot didn't know what she had expected when she met her childhood best friend again. But it was certainly not that.
It had been over five years by then. Mikayla wasn't Mikayla anymore. She was a ten year old girl named Wolf. And she was very different to Mikayla.
Margot had hoped for some part of Mikayla to still be there, but all that was left of her was the part that Margot created. A traumatized little girl who didn't trust anybody to keep herself safe.
Although she wasn't the same person anymore, Margot would accept Wolf for whoever person she was.
She wanted to start over, even if she would have to leave Mikayla behind.