andra
car dropped me off at the Stanton
Britany were on the sofa, their faces masks of fury. W
itany shot up from her se
!" she shrieked, her h
ter. My hand shot out, catchin
que
a sharp yelp of pai
say?" My voice was quiet, but it
olation-surged through me. The old hatred and t
n a blur, a clean, sharp arc that ended wit
hoed in the
one f
ger marks instantly bloomed on her skin. A trick
, her hand flying to her stinging
reamed, lunging at
a step back, easily sideste
s fixing on the red mark on Britany's face. H
st your mind!" she screeched, po
ce. "This is outrageous! You
it," I said,
ng in her living room. The mask of the "loving stepmother," so
. She straightened up, her posture rigid, her face stripped o
hed onto the Mays family? You think that bl
e daggers, di
t how your m
red at her, my blood tu
told my mother, Ellery, ha
say?" My voice wa
. "Oh, nothing. I'm just reminding you. Some people
, thick and suffocating. Ellery
took a step forward,
now? I don't know anything. I just know that di
ng Britany to her feet. "Come on, dear. Let's go u
in close, her voice a venom
against me, you
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