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I’d always been one that preferred to be by myself. It was hard to keep a mask up all the time, to hide how dark I was inside when everyone always expected me to be the epitome of a good girl, a good daughter, a good sister…just good.
Wow. I mean, props to that girl for fitting that much in her mouth. He was swinging an elephant down there.
"Is the reception still happening or do you plan on murdering someone else?" Dahlia asked me as she finally turned my way, crossing her arms in front of her. “Who said that the two of those things were mutually exclusive?" I asked dryly, and she rolled her eyes.
I was turning into a psycho, and obviously, we already had enough of those in this family.

