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“Well, I think she should have told Mason to go straight to The Bad Place and rot there,” Aria says, pulling hts

I can’t think about kissing Mason If I think about kissing Mason, there’s a chance I will actually kiss Mason in real life, and that’s a recipe for disaster I’ his in a way that will allow both of our daed hearts to heal

I’ain

Not even a little bit

Liar, liar, pants on fire…a little voice whispers inside of ain

“And if that didn’t work,” she says, “Lark should have applied for a restraining order”

“It’s Mason, Aria,” Melody says, rolling her eyes “He doesn’t need to be restrained He would never hurt Lark”

“He’s already hurt her” Aria catches aze as I turn to pace back toward the kitchen “You don’t have to do this, you know,” she adds in a softer voice “We can call Uncle Jim and have him personally escort Mason back to his hotel, or wherever he’s staying while he’s in town”

Uncle Jio-to for parental-type intervention at the moment Mom and Dad are out of town on a teek cruise, a last et away fro to see the Alaskan wilderness

Mo heads constantly since AriaFelicity around, but her eldest daughter’s sour attitude rubs her the wrong way

Our mom, Sue, is like Melody, a ro to be twirled through Mom is the one who refused to let mein despair when Mason left She insisted I think of so to do and then helped me beco or sourness