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Camila sits down on the couch and grabs disinfectant, beckoning her over. Luz plops down next to her.
“Close your eyes,” Camila says, and passes a soaked pad over her face. Luz winces, but doesn’t move. She has a little nick through her eyebrow, now. Camila smooths band-aids over the cuts, hesitates, and pulls Luz to her chest.
“I’m so happy you’re safe,” she whispers. Luz wraps her arms around her too. “Trust me, so am I,” she laughs, a little wetly.