Richard“What the hell are you talking about?”I hissed, my voice low. Tight with disbelief.My mother didn't flinch. She stared back at me with her perfectly powdered face, blue eyes calm like she hadn't just dropped a bomb.“Hannah!” she said plainly, turning her head like she was calling for a dog.“Hannah?” My voice hardened. “Hannah, the girl that practically raped me?”I asked in disbelief.“Oh, don't be ridiculous, Richard ,” She waved her hands in that way she did when she didn't agree with someone or something, “Men can’t be raped. Only seduced.”Before I could say anything else, I heard heels clicking on the tile floor. A moment later, Hannah stepped out of my kitchen like this was her place, holding a glass of champagne and some kind of snack balanced on a paper plate.“Richie, Hi. I have missed you.” she smiled.She was dressed as always, elegant and calculated. High waisted pants, white satin dress shirt, her red hair pulled into a tight, severe bun. The soft sheen of h
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