I Found My 17-Year-Old Sneaking in at 4 A.M. After Prom — What Slipped Out of Her Purse Broke My Heart

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I couldn’t finish the sentence.
The thought of what it sounded like turned my mouth dry.

“It’s not what you think,” she whispered.

“Then tell me what it is.”

“Please, just leave it alone.”

She shook her head.

Her whole body was shaking.

“Ellie, please.” I reached for her.

She stepped back, and her eyes filled with tears.
She shook her head again, then continue reading …