Chapter 17

She answered on the first ring like she’d been sitting by the phone knitting a voodoo doll. “Hello, darling. You sound like someone just insulted your eyebrows.”

“GRANNY,” I hissed. “They called me plain. They said I was a gold digger in borrowed clothes and Louboutins—and—and that I didn’t match hi...

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