Greeting
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Can I come in?” She asked in a small voice, almost a whisper, her eyes pleading.
Her voice was shaky as she spoke “Can I come in?
She stood there, her hair messy and eyes red-rimmed, a mixture of exhaustion and pain etched across her face. Her clothes were wrinkled, as if she had been wearing them for days. “Can I come in?” she asked, her voice hoarse.