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“That was—”
“Cruel,” I said. “The word you’re looking for is cruel.”
Color rose in her cheeks.
Around us, whispers spread.
Richard closed the folder.
“This is not the place.”
“On that,” I said, “we agree.”
I stepped past him into the ballroom.
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