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“It wasn’t one bad afternoon,” Serena replied as she watched the locksmith hand her a new set of silver keys. “It was eight months of watching you choose her cruelty over my safety, and I am finally done being your collateral damage.”
The locksmith finished the first door, and the sound of the new bolt sliding home felt like the first breath of fresh air Serena had taken in a year. She stepped inside her home, followed by Monica and the officers, leaving Wesley and Beverly standing on the porch like ghosts.
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