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name with a strange look on her face.
“Laura? Your sister’s here.”
I looked up.
Ashley stood in the waiting area wearing a camel-colored coat and wounded dignity.
My stomach dropped.
I hated that my body still reacted to them like danger.
I walked out from behind the desk.
“What are you doing here?”
Ashley glanced around.
“Can we talk outside?”
“No.”
Her eyes continue reading …
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