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They Called Her a Liar at the Raffle Table — Until Her Silent Friend Turned One Phone Around

They Called Her a Liar at the Raffle Table — Until Her Silent Friend Turned One Phone Around

The raffle tickets went skidding across the cafeteria floor before Delia could grab a single one.

Whitney's palm was still on the tray. "You keyed my locker. Say it wasn't you."

Homecoming court — the one thing Whitney wanted with her whole polished smile — sat in the middle of that table in gold curling tickets. Delia breathed out through her teeth and said she didn't do it.

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