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JULIA
Pierre wasn’t answering his phone.
That wasn’t in itself a concern – he often did this, left the grid, didn’t ring back when he said he would. None of it mattered because he’d always had Julia. Could trust her to perform.
And she had. Because she loved it. Because this was who she was and it had long since stopped being pretending. Though some might say her being here was a cheat, Julia thought it was really everyone else who were the cheaters. The born rich, the parentally educated and loved – who went from private high schools to Ivy legacies to jobs with friends of the family. Who said they ‘hated the word “privilege”’ and insisted that they were who paid their mortgage each month. Yeah, but who put forth the down payment, Julia wanted to ask, how much did they give?
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