Mother:(her ear against the back door, talking to the person on the other side) Why? Why did you come now? Out of all the times you could have come for her. Why now? You have to go away. I am sorry to push you out, but you have to go. She can't know. Please! I already let you see her way to often. She might suspect something by now.
Stranger: No my darling. She will be fine. I erased her memory this time. She will never remember seeing me.
Mother: Do you promise? Please?
Stranger: I do my love.
Mother: Very well. I love you.
Stranger: I love you too.
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