Chapter 7 CHAPTER 7
CELIA’S POV
The phone felt like a block of ice in my hand. My mother’s voice, so bright and happy, kept replaying in my head. Married. Again. A hollow ache settled in my chest. Four times. Was she ever going to learn? Or was she just that desperate to not be alone, to not be poor?
I stared at the ...
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