Unconditional Love
Her tone is dripping with frustration, but the exaggeration in her expression makes me laugh.
“Yet, Gigi,” I tease, raising an eyebrow. “Like you haven’t done anything yet.”
Gianna gasps, clutching her chest like she’s offended. “Lala, how dare you! I’m an angel!”
“An angel of chaos, maybe,” I shoot back, grinning.
We both burst into laughter, the kind that makes your sides ache, as we head back toward Madam Kingsley’s office. The sound of our giggles bounces off the hallway walls, drawing a few curious glances from passing students.
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