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She stopped.
“You threw boiling soup in my face,” I said evenly. “Because I refused to hand my entire life over to your husband’s daughter.”
Violet pointed at me furiously. “You’re being dramatic.”
I looked calmly toward the officers. “She drove my car yesterday. I have the footage and the social media post.”
Color drained from Violet’s face.
One officer continue reading …
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