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“Arabella Gwen is here!” Mother’s voice had gone back to the fabricated cheery swet valce she used when there was anyone who didn’t know how flawed she actually was.

“Coming!” I yelled out, tucking a stray hair back into the bun and grab a hold of my bag

I skipped down the stairs, hearing the soft babbling coming from the kitchen area. Gwen was there, rambling on about the newly recruited cheerleaders on her team to mother.

I knew I couldn’t avoid them forever, seeing that I actually needed to tug Gwen away myself if I wanted to get out of 95 here sooner than later. MERA

She

be hanging on ETY WOT that left Gwen’s over glassy lipe. They looked like the perfect mother and daughter duo. Yet I can’t help but notice Someone was missing

Mother throws her head back as Gwen made a joke about one of her ex boyfriends who more than occasionally come to cheer practice just to catch a glimpse of her and beg for forgiveness..

Why can’t she laugh like that with me?

” He’s still in love with you.” Margie lets out a soft laugh. They hadn’t quite noticed me yet which was both annoying and kind of, saddening.

Gwen snorts flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder. The beach waves were perfectly framing her face lovely.” He’s obsessed. But who can blame him?”

M

argie laughs, nodding in agreement.

their happy bubble, piercing it until it

Cyes snap to where I w16. I stood in the doorway, ledning on the frame as I watched

made sure to throw on an indifferent mask as they peered at my face. Gwen was the first to

you want us to get married together? How can that happen if you give me a

My voice lacked emotion and

father left for work.” Mother’s voice had me tear my eyes away from

just missed him.”

Merded.

I

I was in no mood to talk about my father or be in

un to me

on our way now Mrs. Rivera!” She hollered behind her shoulder as

you two were to ever see any more

door behind us. Gwen gives me a confused side-eye.

“Long story.” I mumble.

come pick you up. Now we have a lot of time to hear

fuck Gwen!” I

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her

when he

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joked. “So

face reddened

her. I nearly laugh but

Gertrude’s voice that she would

you forced us to witness?” Gwen continued with her

med pinned with a glare, I mean Arabella’s innen Oh, you per child having to witness this. She

kerp your hands

He might be one of those people that have the kink to play with

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