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Dear Becky 3

Dear Becky,
To be honest, I can understand where you're coming from on this one, but you're being over dramatic. This was such an exciting thing and I had no hesitation in being a part of it. I know I didn't realise at the time that she would be there, but it's ok. That was a long time ago, and it was always her decision to not speak to you. She avoids eye contact, let alone talks to you. She won't talk to you while you're there and can't hurt you because other people will be there. Don't let her ruin something that's so exciting. I don't have to talk to her. I doubt she'll show up half of the time. You do your job and be the best you can be. It'll be like there's a soft shadow in the background, but that's ok. She's not scary. She's not going to hurt you. She's not going to talk to you. She won't show up after a few times, I'm guessing.
So I get your worry initially, Becky, but calm down. You see now that you're being melodramatic, right? It's all fine. It's all good. I'm not going to let someone now insignificant in my life, through their own choice, ruin something I'm genuinely excited about.
Until next time,
Aoife

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