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Chapter Sixty Two

I run my hands through my hair unruly. "Start talking" I gripe at Alice and she glares at me, her arms folded. She really hasn't changed. Still sassy, annoying and don't give a fuck about anyone but herself.

"There's nothing to talk about? Corby was your father" She says.

"How? He never talked about you"

"He didn't have to."

My brain is racking on so many things right now and she's not letting out much details that I need to know, and it's pissing me off.

"Tell me everything" I whisper.

Her eyes are not so cold anymore as she sits on the couch, tapping at the space beside her.

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