WILLOWViolet is the first one to shop up. I haven’t seen her in forever and it’s quite dramatic, our reunion. We squeal like a pair of banshees and then, we fall on each other, hugging and saying ‘I miss yous.’“You look prettier,” Violet declares. “I don’t know what it is but there’s a glow about you, girl.”“You need to get your eyes checked,” I lace our arms together, walking her past the front doors. Violet’s neck nearly pops out of her neck as she turns around to get a good look of the house. “Wow. This is a real palace,” she gushes and I can’t argue with that. The manor really is impressive. “I feel like I just time traveled into a period drama. Damn Willow, if I’d known you were filthy rich, I would have asked for a Birkin for my birthday rather than that brush set from Sephora.”I snort. “You’ve got it twisted. I’m not rich. My dad is rich.”“Oh gods,” she rolls her eyes. “You’re one of those annoying rich people, who always claim their parents are rich and not them. Do you
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