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Chapter 79

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DIANA

I couldn’t breathe.

The second I turned away from the table, I started walking fast, then faster, until I was practically running down the hallway toward the girls’ bathroom.

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to crack my ribs. The tray of food I had just thrown away was already forgotten. All I could see was Roxette’s face—that fake, innocent smile she gave Thea, and the way Thea had looked at her like they were already friends.

I slammed the bathroom door open, rushe
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