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... es—a pale oversized sweater and soft lounge pants, as hers were drenched. She walked into the sitting room where Amelia sat curled into the corner of the couch, arms crossed, eyes cold.
Lilac gave a small, hopeful smile. "I’m happy you finally wanted to see me."
Amelia sneered. "Lest you cry to the media that I left you to die in the rain." Her voice was cold like ice. "Don’t push it, Lilac. I can still throw you back out there."
Lilac’s smile fell, and she became much mo ...
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