ELIZABETH."And where the hell do you think you’re coming from, young lady?" My body jerks back at the stern voice that booms across the room. When I lift my head, Miley is standing in the middle of the room with her brows furrowed, her hip cocked out and one hand resting on it."What are you doing?" I utter carefully as I walk further inside with suspicious eyes, studying her. She keeps on the harsh facade for about two minutes before she straightens and lets out a laugh. "How was that? Good enough of an impression for a concerned and furious mother?"I roll my eyes and drag my feet forward, taking very small, gentle steps because if I attempt to move any faster, I’ll certainly wince."Seriously, though. Where did you go? Did something happen on your date? So not like you to—wait, why are you walking like that?" I’ve barely made it past Miley when she asks and I purse my lips as I meet her eyes, praying she doesn’t catch on. "Like that?"“I don’t know. You are…” she frowns and steps b
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