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... she wasn’t quite done yet. "Where are you right now? When Dad gets home, we can come visit you tomorrow."
My stomach twisted.
Her dad... Dante. He was the last person I ever wanted showing up at my door right now.
"No need," I said quickly. Maybe too quickly. "I can take care of myself. You just focus on your schoolwork, okay?"
"Okay..." She sounded uncertain but didn’t push.
We talked for a few more minutes, just about her day, about what she’d had for di ...
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