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3. Phoebe

The orange dress Mama picked out was only one of the reasons I had to get out of the house. The sobbing takes me straight back to losing my father.

I head over to Finn’s cottage for the first time in my life and find Naomi slumped on the floor bawling, the same position as I left my Mama.

We don’t talk about that. We don’t talk about Finn either.

Finn was exasperated when we crossed paths. Maybe that’s why he gave me the crap advice to suggest Rami is trying to fight like Naomi. He isn’t. Rami is just a whirling lump of chubby fists.

So I received yet another withering look from Naomi. It’s like Leona is still here. Identical ire and exasperation.

Nothing I want to say comes up during my brief time at the cottage. Like, what were all the books? Why were they coming back so soon? What were they rowing about before Naomi jumped out?

Naomi refuses to wear the dress. I hate my orange, itchy monstrosity, so why did I agree?

/Because you’re the baby Kharkov/ Huli sneers.

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A. D. R.
That MFer Riley … just ew.
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Emma Silver
oh shit. poor phoebe
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YAILYN
This chapter had me on edge!!
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