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Monday’s Charade & Facing The Fallout

Val’s P.O.V

I could feel blood rush through my veins so fast. My mind was racing, thoughts tumbling over each other in a mad dash. I could catch my breath, but I didn’t need to. My senses were on high alert, every sound amplified.

Before I could even attempt a counter with my witty response, Brielle stepped forward putting herself squarely between me and Derek. She folded her arms giving an “An so what” look. Her usually cheerful face was put in a hard, unamused line.

“Move aside, ...

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