nt and quickly typed a reply to

her face. Without pausing, she typed again: Mee

sponse. She refreshed her phone repeatedly, but no new message appeared.

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with a hopeful smile, only to feel a wave of dis

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re than she can chew,"

riage papers today," Jace suggested. "Th

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continued. "That makes you the victim. Tyl

Jace," Edna said des

long as I'm still with Tyla, we

face gently

him away,

mly. "She needs to admit she caused everything. If s

ted out. "You should apologize too.

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ed him ba

ordered. "Tell her

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create the new anonymous

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