The front door swung open before Piper even had the chance to reach for the handle.“Helloooo, Mrs Sage Moore! Looking young as ever. Thanks for having me!”Ember walked inside carrying a small bag, dropping it onto the floor with a loud thud.Sage looked up from the kitchen counter, where she had been chopping vegetables for dinner, and laughed.“Ember, you didn't even knock properly.”“I did knock,” Ember replied without missing a beat, already wandering farther into the living room.Piper stepped in behind her and closed the door. Turning her attention to her mother, “She invited herself,” she said, slipping off her shoes.“I heard that,” Ember called over her shoulder.“I wanted you to hear it.”Ember pressed a hand dramatically to her chest.“And yet I still chose to come. That’s dedication to our friendship.”Sage shook her head with an amused smile as she wiped her hands on a kitchen towel.“You’re always welcome here, Ember. You know that.”Ember turned toward her with an exag
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