"At the end of the day, Jughead," she starts, "I'm a mistake." "Betty," I take her hands in mine, "no, you're not." A tear rolls down her cheek, "well, you know the rule, one child per family," her eyes meet mine, "one day they'll find out." °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°All Rights Reserved
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