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next morning, I prepared. I messaged Jenna. Logged into a video call with the financial attorney I’d contacted. When both faces appeared on screen, I reached for the phone.
I hit “call” and placed it on speaker.
Mom answered on the first ring, already sobbing. “Olivia, thank God. You scared us to death—”
Dad cut in. “We thought something happened!”
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