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... ment where Naomi had turned Anna’s own taunts back on her, catching her off-guard. Her face flushed a deep red, not just from embarrassment but pure, unfiltered anger. She balled her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms, trying to keep herself composed. But Naomi had hit a nerve, and Anna was seething. Her rage was almost tangible in the car, the air thick with tension.
Naomi, sitting quietly next to them, simply smiled, clearly entertained by the exchange. She raised a brow a ...
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