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My mother's eyes flashed to Lyla's tablet on the couch.
She picked the tablet and a hard look surfaced on her face again.
I tucked my hair back into my ears as I had caught a glimpse of what she was about to say. I felt a nuzzle in my neck, and I knew I had gotten into trouble.
"How did Lyla get this sim into her phone?"
She quickly opened the
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