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” she went on, dabbing her lipstick without a care in the world. “The dress, the hair, and the shoes. That counts.”
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” she went on, dabbing her lipstick without a care in the world. “The dress, the hair, and the shoes. That counts.”
My blood turned ice cold. “I paid for all of that myself, Rachel.”
Her eyes flicked to mine in the mirror. “And I arranged it,” she said coolly. “That takes effort, darling. And you know what, honey? You’re practically NOTHING without me.continue reading …
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