Astrid’s POVFor a second, I didn’t move, I just stood there staring into space as something cold slid down my spine. Dawn was still standing by the door, watching me like she was waiting for my reaction, but I didn’t give her one. Instead, I inhaled, then exhaled and walked toward the door.“You don’t have to open it,” Dawn said quickly, her voice lower now. “I can just tell her to leave.”Shaking my head, I said, “No.”“I’ll handle it,” I added, giving her a reassuring smile. Dawn hesitated, then stepped aside slowly. “Fine,” she muttered. “But if she says anything stupid…”“I’ll survive,” I said, though I wasn’t entirely sure that was true in the way she meant it.My fingers curled around the cold handle. For a split second, I considered not opening it at all then I pulled the door open only to Caitlin standing there like she had been waiting for a performance cue.She had the perfect posture, perfect hair and the perfect smile that stretched just a little too wide across her
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