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He smiles and slowly shakes his head left to right. “Your party guests are arriving soon. Go on, gorgeous. Get ready.”
“Fine.” Annoyed, I push past him and returnto my room.
This is bullshit.
No one’s talking.
The last time the house felt this way, my mother was taken from me. The longer they withhold their answers, the more I think that someone else in my tight circle will be taken from this world.
Whether it’s me or not, I don’t know.
But there’s one thing I’m sure of.
When fate has its grip on you, no amountof hiding, fighting or running will make it go away.
