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... lap. The entire restaurant had fallen silent, all eyes on our little drama. I didn’t care.
"Anna Shaw, how dare you slap Lucy?" Mary Simpson’s voice cut through the silence, her face contorted with rage.
I met her gaze without flinching, my expression as frigid as my voice. "I slapped her because she deserved it.
And next time, it’ll be you."
My words ignited something dark in Mary’s eyes. "What did you say? You want to hit me?" She laughed, the sound brittle and ...
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