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Chloe
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My eyes widen as I recoil on the bed, looking at my aunt, who just dropped a bomb on me. She knows? “You know?” My voice comes out lower than I intended, and she nods, whispering "Yes."
She says she suspected it and then she confirmed it just now when Lane was here and I swallow hard, looking away from her for a moment, knowing what she must think of me.
“Are you going to tell Jacqueline?” I ask, my throat suddenly dry and she takes my hand while placing her other hand under my chin as she gently turns my head towards her.
“Why would I do that?” she asks, and my voice is bitter as I reply, saying because Jacqueline is her friend.
“ Friend, yes. But you are not my friend, are you? You are my family. I would never choose a friend over you, you know
