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Isabella crossed her arms but said nothing. Ophelia wasn’t even looking at her anymore—she was staring into the invisible past, completely caught up in the memory of her luxurious bath.
"And then—THEN—I remembered what you told me about bubbles..."
At that, she paused. Her excitement faltered into a sheepish, guilty smile.
Isabella’s expression went blank.
"Oh no," she muttered.
"Right," she deadpanned, as the realization hit her like a flying roc ...
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