again, her voice laced with an im

against my ribs. I looked from my mothe

dy, turning to my twin. "Wou

Why would I want your score? Stop trying to ride my coattail

ing, but this time they didn

er. "Jennifer doesn't wa

"Stella, don't be difficult. It's just a hyp

me," I said calmly.

se, sharp and angry. "

er hand raised as if to grab

she f

ly open, but no sound came out. Her eyes were wide, staring

ments during my past life, whispers about the

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