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CHAPTER 079

Author: Kat.E
last update publish date: 2026-02-24 23:44:34

BETTY

I am sitting curled up on the patio attached to the guest house, my legs tucked beneath me and wrapped in a soft blanket that barely keeps the evening chill at bay.

A mug that was supposed to have hot chocolate is resting between my hands as I stare toward the main house, glowing in the distance.

I had walked into the kitchen fully intending to make it, craving something warm and harmless that would give my mouth something to do while the night unfolded without me, but somewhere between r
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Deohos
I feel she will meet up with Nathaniel and the sparks will fly....in more ways than one lol
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Sidney Siqueira
I'm more interested in who drugged them both six years ago. Apparently it wasn't Amanda; she hasn't gained anything from it so far. The one who gained something was Harriet: a controllable grandson.
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Katherine
I hope Fl doesn't get into any troubles
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