“What was that rule you made when we were younger?” I asked, and then hung a hand on my hip and tried to imitate her. “No lying. Lying is the highest offense punishable by purple nurple.” I couldn’t help but chuckle when I said it, my imitation of her voice leaking out of me like a deflating balloon. It had been hilarious the first time she’d said it to me — even more so when she’d followed through on that promise and twisted my nipples so hard I yelped the first time I’d tried to lie to her. But Madelyn didn’t even smile. Her eyes were a bit hollow as she said, “Sometimes the truth has worse
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