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“I thought you said they were arguing, Trihn,” Linh said. She had been following close on Trihn’s heels and witnessed what was happening on the couch. “I should have realized that was teenager code for wanting to be alone in the house.”
Trihn just stared open-mouthed at the display before her. On the inside, she was raging. What the f**k could have happened in the span of an afternoon to go from Lydia yelling at Preston about cheating on her to making out on the couch? There was no way they should still be dating. It made zero sense.
“You guys are back!” Lydia said. She quickly straightened and stood. “Already.”
“Already,” Linh said with a shake of her head. “It’s dinnertime, and the Petersons invited us over. You should go…freshen up.” Linh raised her eyebrows at the two of them. O
