Sarah definitely feels all the air leave her lungs at that, and she doesn't even know what to say for a solid minute or two.
"Jane. Oh, my God. Jane." She almost asks if she's okay but that'd be a stupid question so she reaches out to hold onto her hand tightly. "I wish you'd come up, too," Sarah says sadly, unable to keep from feeling extremely emotional about this, about her friend being tortured in that way.
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"Jane. Oh, my God. Jane." She almost asks if she's okay but that'd be a stupid question so she reaches out to hold onto her hand tightly. "I wish you'd come up, too," Sarah says sadly, unable to keep from feeling extremely emotional about this, about her friend being tortured in that way.