“Grac-ie!” she snapped in my direction. Claire spat the word out like a seed in a cherry, her red lips forming a straight line as she emphasised the final syllable. The glossy red lips remained in this position as her brows furrowed, waiting for me to react. She always had a way of making my name sound childish, as if she was speaking down to me, as if I should be modeling my life around her perfect one. Marrying rich shouldn’t be someone’s greatest achievement.
“A flicker of alarm passed through the perfectly sculpted face and it lowered its gaze onto the kitchen table.”
“She snapped her clutch closed and stood up, smoothing the front of her lilac dress. She gave Jackie two pecks on the cheek and turned to walk out of the kitchen.”
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