“How could I have believed that Wendy and Arielle had reconciled? If I hadn’t read the news, I would have assumed that Arielle was led astray by her dad.”
“Wendy is really weird. Let’s avoid talking to her next time.”
When she heard the comments, Wendy dug her nails into the table in anger. Unfortunately, one of her nails broke with a crack.
“Ouch!” Exclaiming in pain, she saw blood oozing out of her fingertips.
Damn it!
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