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been eating ramen.
“What happened?” she asked.
“They’re helping,” I whispered.
Jordan’s face changed in a way I did not understand then.
She looked relieved for me.
But not surprised by them.
That should have warned me.
Jordan Matthews was not my roommate because we were alike. She was loud where I was careful, blunt where I was polished, and allergic to continue reading …
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