Mireille fixed her twin a look, while at the same time trying to ignore the flare of anger she felt towards her look-a-like. She clenched her jaw and pointedly tried to not say anything. She kept reminding herself that she didn't want an argument and she didn't want to make a scene. She couldn't not respond to her twin's words though.
'If you wouldn't have said a thing,' she started coldly. 'You needn't've said another about me reading Witch Weekly.' Her voice was strained, barely above a whisper and she was obviously pissed off about her twin's words. She stood from where she was sitting and gave her sister another, darker, look before heading for the exit.
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