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“ Would you like to know who my sugar daddy is?"
After freshening up, Emily and Sandy prepared for bed. As Emily locked the door, she noticed Lydia hadn't returned yet.
"Can you ask if Lydia is coming back tonight?" Emily asked.
Sandy shook her phone, "She posted on Instagram saying she won't associate with people of questionable character and is sleeping in another dorm tonight."
"Oh," Emily replied indifferently, locking the door before getting into bed.
Sandy turned off the lights and joined her.
With Lydia away, they could talk openly without texting each other, even when face-to-face.
Emily turned over, lying on her back. Moonlight streamed obliquely through the window, casting a sparse, hazy light on the ceiling. She squinted into the dimness, suddenly curious about what Murray might be doing at that moment. The thought scratched at her heart like tiny claws with sharp nails, tingling and slightly itchy.
She reached for her phone, pretending to scroll through Instagram. Severa
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