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Morticia’s POV
The tension between Brianna and me was as sharp as the edge of a blade. Every word exchanged between us seemed to carry an unspoken weight, like a string stretched too tight and ready to snap. The cutting implication was that when she cornered me in one of the less crowded rooms ...
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