MARLIYA'S POV
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"Tell me all about it," Kenzie grins as she stands behind me as I sit at her dresser while she curls my hair, "Nothing happened, I told him what my mother did to me and he was stunned, but then again, so was I." I still don't forgive her, but she clearly thinks it wasn't a big deal since she texts me every single day, asking when I'd be coming home. I have ignored every single message, reading it, but not replying.
"Well, I think we were all a little shocked." she deadpans. She isn't happy with my mother either, "Well are you almost done? I need to get dressed.", "Almost," she drags out, her eyes fixed at the back of my head. "Do you think my makeup looks fine?" I powder cheek, focusing on my eyes. I want my blue eyes to pop, and with my smokey eyes, they do. They look
