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CHAPTER 13

Penulis: Nkechi
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“Oh my gosh—I got in!”

Rachael’s scream pierced the room, startling Marianne, who nearly dropped her teacup.

“What happened?!” Marianne asked, eyes wide with panic. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

Rachael snapped her phone against her chest, forcing a laugh. “Oh… it’s nothing. Just… random messages.”

Marianne narrowed her eyes, studying her. “Nothing? That face doesn’t look like ‘nothing’. You’ve been glued to your phone a lot these days. First your laptop, now your phone. What’s going on, Rach?”

“Seriously, it’s not a big deal,” Rachael insisted, too quickly. Her fingers trembled slightly, and she tucked them under the table to hide it.

Marianne stepped closer, folding her arms. “I’ve known you long enough to tell when you’re lying. And right now? You’re lying.”

Rachael forced a smile, but her throat was dry. “You’ll understand soon. I just need to figure it out first.”

She dropped her gaze back to the glowing screen of her phone. The words on the email header blurred for a mom
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