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Sohee would have kept going if not for her mother storming into her room and snatching her phone away. "What the hell, mom?!"

A resonating slap was the only answer she received before her mother typed furiously on her phone, deleting whatever tweet she was typing next.

"Mom! What the hell are you doing? Gimme my phone!"

"No!" Her mother growled. "You're grounded. Do you hear me?"

"What? I'm not fucking ten." Another slap almost made her see stars behind her eyelids.

"Can't you see what you're doing? I told you to stop this shit! I told you to keep quiet until we had what we want but look at you! You're ruining everything. At this rate, everyone will know who you are and how you slept with your cousin's boyfriend behind his back. Trust me, it's not something to be proud of."

Sohee scoffed. "Gimme my phone. I know what I'm doing."

"And I said no. You won't do shit anymore. Whatever has to be done, I'll handle it. You're gonna stay put in this room and never come out until I let you."

Her mom whirled around and stormed out of the room. A lock clicked sounded and she rushed to the door to find it was really locked. "What the fuck! Mom, open the door. You must be joking. Come on. Don't lock me here."

But no one responded. 

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