Cassie sounded exactly as small as Erin meant to make her feel when she said, “Fuck you, Erin.” She hung up on her. Erin let out her breath. Fuck. She shook her arms out like that would get rid of the feeling of disgust that had settled over her. She had to do it. She had to. Cassie was going to be staying with her for two weeks regardless of how either of them felt about it; Erin needed to nip it in the bud. Ruin it before they even saw each other, or who knew what they’d do. Because Cassie was right. It was absurd that she was visiting. Erin honestly didn’t know how they were going to manage
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