Her smug look when I confronted her was almost infuriatingly calm, like she had all the time in the world to outlast me.
“Oh, is something wrong?” she asked, feigning innocence as she sipped her tea.
“The water doesn’t just stop on its own,” I snapped. “You expect me to believe that’s a coincidence?”
She shrugged, not even bothering to …
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