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... ely, hating the way the words tasted like vomit on my tongue and the way my heart seemed to beat so fast, I feared it would jump right out of my chest if care was not taken.
"She was very close to you three and to Leilani, and I feared that she would try to make you all friends... and then you’ll find out that all I said to you guys about Leilani to make you all hate her were lies." I said, and as soon as those words got out, I heard a gasp.
I didn’t bother to care who had made t ...
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