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Chapter 26

Author: Dea B
last update publish date: 2026-10-19 20:31:04

Emery

There were three days until Sadie Hawkins, and I was beginning to think whoever invented school dances deserved to be locked in a room with a hundred teenage girls arguing over hairstyles.

Piper had sent me fourteen pictures of shoes before seven that morning.

Fourteen.

I hadn’t even brushed my teeth.

PIPER: These would look amazing with your dress.

ME: Those heels are six inches tall.

PIPER: Beauty requires sacrifice.

ME: So does breaking an ankle.

PIPER: Fine. Flats it is, Grandma.

I la
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