“You’re happy, right? With Noah?” My forehead wrinkles. “Yes, why would you ask that?” She shrugs. “Just making sure. You tend to deal with your problems by yourself and never share much with us.” “That’s not true.” My lips press into a thin line. “Come on, Mandi, ever since Mom and Dad divorced, you’ve put your own needs and wants to the side. I just want to make sure Noah is what you want,” she says. The funny thing is Noah is what I want, but I don’t like the way I’m getting him. “Girls!” my mom shouts. “Your ride is here.” Nikki waits while Posey and Chevelle collect their things to take
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