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... curled around her fork until her knuckles turned white.
Sabrina waited for the explosion. The inevitable moment when Cassidy would slam her fork down and storm out of the dining room while shouting something inflammatory about Mother’s parenting or the family or Valentine Holdings’ obsession with optimization over humanity.
It didn’t come.
Instead, Cassidy took a breath. Set her fork down gently. Looked Mother directly in the eyes.
"You’re right. I’ll talk to the ...
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