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I moved in with my aunt.
Carla simply stared at him.
Tessa’s mom walked past Carla like she wasn’t even there and told us, “Go pack a bag.”
So we did.
Three weeks later, Noah and I moved in with my aunt.
Two months later, Carla lost control of the money.
She fought it. She lost.
The dress still hangs in my closet now.
One of the teachers sent photos of it continue reading …
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