Twelve

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Twelve: An impulse text conveying a decision that was not thought out well > >> >> My biggest fear was coming true. I always wanted to be in Anthony’s good books, but I was definitely getting on his bad books now. There was the incident two weeks ago and there was what happened this morning and not even several hours later, here I was having to defend myself because Celine had lied and decided to throw me under the bus. “Why couldn't you just tell him the truth, that Mr. Ford misunderstood the whole thing?” I demanded “I don't know. It didn't seem like he would believe me that way”, she said. And I just rolled my eyes at her and utter disbelief. “Stay the night, okay? I'll make it up to you. I'll cook today. I know you were supposed to be cooking, but I will cook”. S

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