“Now that you’re here, your father and I have something we’d like to discuss with you,” Monica says. I clasp my hands together beneath the table, bracing myself. “Yes.” My father sits up in his chair, clearing his throat. “We’ve been speaking with the Williamsons and we think it’s time you quit this little charade of yours and return to Christopher.” I stare at him in shock. “You want me to get back together with Topher?” I lace Christopher’s ridiculous nickname with acid. My father flinches at the name, because even he knows it’s ridiculous. Christopher Williamson the third wasn’t bad enough,
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