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... to punch its way out of my chest. I tightened my shoulders, bracing myself like I was about to take a hit.
She stopped right in front of me... then exhaled and glanced around the fitting area.
"Evan," she said. "Were you trailing my mother like I told you to?"
"Uh—" My brain scrambled.
"I said I’d follow her," Ivy continued, annoyed. "I last saw her come in here. Where is she?"
I swallowed. "I saw her changing in that fitting room with her friends," I said ...
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