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You never tried tobreplace anyone, but when you became a stepparent to Brooke, she was hesitant to accept you. You gave her space, but encouraged her the best you could. You were there when your spouse couldn't. That became the norm after a time and Brooke seemed to soften, but there always seemed to be a wall. One that she built. You tried to reshape that wall rather than tear it down outright, maintaining Brooke's independence. Brooke noticed and allowed you in, brick by brick. Then that terrible night reared its ugly head. Against your spouse's wishes, she snuck out to go to a house party. The popular kids told her it would be crazy and totally fun. Once Brooke was there, alone and surrounded by those ste sought acceptance from, they showed their true colors and hurt her the way only the young could. With slow, tortuous taunts and remedies for imagined ailments, they compromised her self wirth. Desperate for safety, for the warmth and security of your shared home, Brooke called you. She didn't want your spouse to know and needed someone to help her. In your eyes, Brooke was pulling down the bricks herself and wanted you to help her make her exit. You agree to meet her down the street so should could save some face.