“Did you seriously think I’d agree to live with your mommy?” I scoffed. “Pack your things and get out.”
“Did you seriously think I’d agree to live with your mommy?” I sneered. “Pack your things and get out.” “Did you seriously think I’d agree to live with your mother?” Lilia smirked, crossing her arms over her chest and pointedly nodding toward the three enormous plaid suitcases. Sharp irritation and overwhelming exhaustion had finally driven […]
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