"That's not true," Glinda argued, her pace quickening. "We've been through so much together. We've supported each other, stood up for each other. You're the reason I found my voice, Elphaba."
The air was heavy with unspoken words, with unresolved tensions. Glinda took a step closer, her eyes pleading.
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Elphaba turned, her eyes narrowing. "There's nothing left to discuss, Glinda."
"Elphaba, we need to talk," Glinda said, her voice light as a breeze but carrying the weight of impending doom. "That's not true," Glinda argued, her pace quickening
Elphaba's gaze drifted away, to the shadows growing long across the ground. "You know why, Glinda. I've always known why. But you chose to ignore it, to see only what you wanted to see."
Elphaba stood at the edge of the lake, the water's gentle lapping at her feet a stark contrast to the turmoil brewing inside her. Before her, Glinda approached, her steps light, her smile radiant. You're the reason I found my voice, Elphaba
Elphaba's eyes snapped back to Glinda's, a mix of pain and resolve swirling in their depths. "Our friendship was a complicated thing, Glinda. Beautiful and broken, much like the rest of Oz."