CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY-THREE : HOW WAS YOUR NIGHT?

“What are you saying?

Stop spilling lies, Leah!

Who would ever want to frame you?” She bit out harshly.

I scoffed at her words, my dark eyes on her, as I muttered through gritted teeth.

“Someone like you, Jennifer.

You would obviously want to frame me.

And why not? When all you’ve ever done wa...

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