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Small Kicks
[FLASHBACK: A week after Caden and Giselle’s one-night stand] “No! For the fourth time, Dad, let me decide what I want with my life! ” “Stop it, Giselle! You are to marry the eldest son of the Karlson Clan! It was already arranged!” Dad’s face was all red as he yelled at me. He pointed his finger at me like a warning: “Don’t be such a brat and do as I say! Why can’t you be just your sister, Gretta?! She never gave me a headache, unlike you! “Oh! Newsflash! I am not Gretta! And I never wanted to be like her!” I scowled at Dad. His eyes widened at what I said. He suddenly trembled, like he was ready to fold me in eight. “Watch your tone, young lady.” Gretta suddenly entered the room, frowning while she looked at me and Dad’s faces. “What’s going on here?” “It’s your sister,” Dad grumble
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