[LEXIE LEWIS] "Yuri! Of all people, why Agatha?! You actually let her bring me home?!" I slammed my palm against my dressing table, completely losing my patience. "And who else do you think I was supposed to call?!" Yuri shot back, throwing her hands up. "Besides, you are perfectly safe with her. Even if the paparazzi catch you together, it won't be a problem. As you already know, the public would probably be absolutely elated to see you guys hanging out anyway." "Oh God, Yuri. Go to hell!" I grumbled, burying my face in my hands. I massaged my temples, completely unsure if the blinding ache in my head was due to my horrific hangover or if Agatha was the root cause of the pain. "Look, I know you're mad, but I had absolutely no choice," Yuri's voice softened, filled with exhaustion. "My mom was rushed to the hospital last night." My anger evaporated instantly. I lifted my head, my eyes widening. "What? How is she doing now? Gosh... I'm so incredibly sorry to hear that, Yuri. I had
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