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The next morning, Hannah Baker's emotions had settled down considerably.

"Hannah, listen to your mother. Coax John properly, alright? It's rare for two people to have such a twist of fate together," Tara said as she ladled a bowl of porridge for Hannah.

"The two of us? Fate?"

Hearing the word "fate" sounded painfully ironic to Hannah's ears. A fate forged in bed?

Tara's hand paused slightly