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“Was it really necessary to lie to her?!” I hear Maisie whisper, her voice hushed and laced with guilt, she sounds like she is whimpering from the inside, but why? And what do they mean by 'lie'?
“It is the only way!” Emma replies, the urgency in her voice barely contained.
I take careful quite steps towards the kitchen’s door and place my hand on my mouth to calm my erratic breathing, the voices are closer now, and I can hear both of them clearly without letting them see me.
“You have seen it with your own eyes, Maisie! She was all into him again!” Emma spits out, and I have a pretty solid idea of what they are talking about!
But again? What lie?
Did the
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