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power,” she’d said. “Let Eleanor be the peacock.”
The moment Eleanor saw me, her face contorted.
“What is she doing here?”
“Oh, Eleanor,” I said calmly, walking past her toward the head table. “Didn’t you know I’m the keynote speaker’s special guest?”
Marcus stood frozen beside his mother, his face pale. He’d figured out something was wrong, but hadn’t continue reading …
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