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... springs and muffled moans drifting through the walls. She pulled her pillow over her head, trying to block out the noises coming from her parents’ room.
[... Right,] she thought, a wry smile on her face. [I forgot how thin these walls are.]
At that exact moment, Margaret let out a particularly loud moan.
Melisa’s face was on fire.
She felt her cheeks burning. Shifting side to side, she tried to push the sound out of her skull as she all but willed herself to go to ...
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