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... e living room, it looked like a department store had exploded in my house.
The living room was chaos. Pillows everywhere, blankets draped over chairs, Val buzzing around like she was about to host a royal coronation instead of build a pillow fort.
She had that look again—eyes lit up, smile a little too wide. The kind of look that always spelled trouble for me.
"Okay, the big pillows go here," she said, dragging a heavy one across the floor.
I reached out and grabb ...
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