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Chapter 8

Author: Hewrite
last update publish date: 2026-02-18 01:08:22

A WHITE LIE

~TARA JACKSON~

The kitchen smells like dish soap and something burning that nobody wants to admit they forgot about. I walk back in and everyone's grinning at me like I just won the lottery or slapped someone they all hate. Which, I guess I kind of did.

"Did you see her face?" Sophia asks, her whole face lit up like Christmas. "I swear I thought she was going to combust right there."

Eva's laughing so hard she has to lean against the counter. "The way that water just—" she makes a s
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