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... n’t get to ’dear’ me five minutes after discussing my uterus like it’s a business asset."
A few heads turn nearby. I feel her pulse hammering where my hand rests on her waist.
Interesting.
My mother blinks once, then smiles thinly. "You’ll learn."
Elaine looks at me then. Searching my face for something. Support? Objection?. Anything.
I give her nothing.
The disappointment flashes across her expression before she masks it, quickly.
"We’re n ...
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