I nod faintly, grateful for the way her voice cuts through the tension in the air. But Chalene doesn’t seem to hear her. “You’re sure you’re okay?” Chalene presses, her voice trembling. “I just need to know… I just need to understand how you survived all this time.” Taylor snorts, the sound sharp and biting. “She just said she’s fine, Mom. Maybe let her breathe before you make her relive every detail.” “Taylor,” Chalene snaps, her eyes narrowing. “I don’t need your attitude right now.” “No, what you need is some self-awareness,” Taylor shoots back, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “You’ve been
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