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“Wait.”

I went silent, letting her speak.

“All my life, I’ve been the good girl. I always studied hard, worked hard. Did well at everything, except having friends. And dating. I… I want to do this, okay? Marilyn brought me here so I could let loose and… and let myself have fun for once. And that’s what I’m doing.”

I nodded slowly. “Okay.”

“Okay?”

“If you’re sure you want to, then let’s go.”

“Okay.”

Emma rose. Her smile was back. “Take me to bed?”

I took her hand and stood. Together, we went down the hall.

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