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signatures? Your security questions?
I looked at her and tears filled my eyes because I already knew where she was going.
My sister, I whispered. Ariana.
Sarah nodded. It fits everything. The jealousy. The timing. The fact that it feels personal.
But how? She’s not some computer expert.
She doesn’t have to be. She just has to know enough about you to pretend continue reading …
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