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15. HIM

HANA

"Stop biting your nails. Your nails are chipped," My mom warned Violet.

"Stop trying to control my every life moment," Violet yelled back at her.

My mom stomped towards her and held her hand out. "Look at this. The maid's daughter looked better than you. I will send Alice. Get your nails done. Make yourself presentable at the wedding."

"It's not my wedding." Violet tried to argue.

"You are a Levine. You should look like a Levine, not like a beggar."

My mom threw a glance at me. She hasn't said a word since I returned. Somehow, I got the impression that I made her uncomfortable. Maybe if I were a normal person, I would get uncomfortable too when a person next to me doesn't react and simply stares into the air, thinking what it would be like if the world ended.

"Why am I the only one receiving orders? What about her?" Violet's chipped-nailed finger pointed at me.

My mom shook her head in disbelief and walked out of the room assigne
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