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floor with a sharp, sickening crack. The sudden noise cut through the gentle murmur of the party, bringing every conversation to a halt. All eyes were on me. All eyes were on the glass.
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But I wasn’t looking at the broken shards. I was looking at her, at the dress, at the horrifying, dawning realization blooming in my chest.continue reading …
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