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carpet, marching directly toward where I was hiding.
“Chloe, wait!” My father’s voice cut through the whispers, but she ignored him.
She reached me in seconds, her face flushed red.
“You!” she shrieked. “I told Dad to keep the trash out!”
The whole room went silent. The music stopped awkwardly.
“I’m leaving, Chloe,” I said, holding up my hands. “I just continue reading …
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