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... uldn’t feel the heat.
No, she was too busy fuming. Her internal temperature was probably hot enough to fry an egg on her forehead.
[Really? Really!?!?]
Melisa paced back and forth in the gazebo. Armia and Isabella watched her from nearby, their heads moving back and forth like they were at a particularly aggressive tennis match.
"Did you see that smug bitch’s face?" Melisa exploded. "Oh, ’I want to have Melisa as my partner’, yeah, right. As if it isn’t obvious th ...
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