Rachel POV
Bonnie stared at me like she could peel back every thought I was trying to bury. Her brown eyes glinted with suspicion and worry, and I knew she wouldn’t let it slide. She never did. It was like she had a sixth sense for my cracks, and I hated it—hated how well she knew me.
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