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“Now open the door. I need to use the toilet.”
“Go use the woods,” I said. “You’re not coming in.”
I turned and walked back inside, sliding the glass door shut and locking it.
I pulled the curtains.
I heard Bella scream, “I hate you,” followed by the sound of her kicking my siding.
I sat down on the floor of my bedroom, leaning against the wall.
I needed continue reading …
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