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“I’m so glad we decided to do this, love.” Her mum leaned over and poured more white wine into their glasses, emptying the bottle. “Don’t look so glum, Hannah, there’s another one in the fridge waiting to be drunk. And I think this might be the night.”
Hannah smiled for her mum, not that she felt like doing so. All night, she’d been thinking about Benji, about why he would humiliate her like that. What had she done to deserve it? Trying to remain upbeat for her mum, she took a sip of her drink, which turned into a gulp. “You’ve heard all there is to know about my stupid love life. Why were you crying upstairs earlier? Have you and dad had a row?”
Her mum took a sip, then placed the glass on the coffee table. “Well, you’re going to find out sooner or later, so I might as well tell you
