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Asking for help

Amanda's POV

I am busy working in my office when my phone rings. I do not know the number, so I answer the phone.

"Amanda, it's me, Mommy. I need your help. I am in jail, and I do not know how to get out of this. I am sure you have seen what has happened to me and your father. They are trying to blame us for the death of Belinda's mother. I am sure she is behind all of this, and I was hoping you could come to the jail and get me out of here. I hate that bitch. I wish she never came back. Ever since she came back, everything has gone wrong for us. I want you here, and I need you, my daughter. Please come and help Mommy. I need you. I know that you are the only one that cares for me. I used my only call to call you. Will you help me? Will you represent me? Can you get me bail? Can you go to Jake and his parents and ask him to help us with money for bail?" My mother cries.

"Are you crazy? After all you have done? I never want to see you again. I never want to see father again. You s
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