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The taste of betrayal isn’t bitter, despite what the poets and the heartbroken songwriters claim. In my experience, betrayal tastes like lavender and sugary buttercream. It tastes like a lie wrapped in pink fondant. My name is Sofia Valdés. I am twenty-six years old, seven months pregnant, and as I sat in the plush pink velvet…

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“Show me.” I pulled out my phone and showed her the pictures I had taken of Lily’s back before we left. Vanessa, who has seen the worst of humanity in her line of work, sucked in a sharp breath. Her face was grim. “Okay,” she said, pulling out her own phone. “Here’s what happens now….

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