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CALLIE“My father is dying.”I blinked, certain I’d misheard him. “What do you mean, dying? Dying how?”“I mean he’s really sick, Callie,” he said, his voice quieter now. “And this morning… when you left for work, I got a call from him.”I tilted my head, my confusion deepening. “Your father called you?”He nodded, his lips pressed into a thin line. “It wasn’t just the call that threw me off,” he continued, pacing the room now. “It was what he said. He apologized, Callie. My father… apologized. Can you believe that? He actually admitted he was wrong. About me. About everything.”My jaw dropped. “Wait, what? He apologized? As in, he admitted he was wrong about accusing you of… killing Ethan?”Sebastian stopped pacing and met my gaze, as his eyes darkened. “Yes. He said he didn’t believe it, not really, even though Charlotte swore I was guilty. He begged me to come see him. Begged, Callie. My father, who has spent his entire life acting like he’s untouchable, was on the phone, practical

DAMONI swung the door open with more force than necessary, my jaw clenched in irritation. Standing on the other side was exactly who I expected- Kara.Her arms were crossed, her brow furrowed in that same expression she always wore."What the hell do you want?" I snapped.Her eyes widened slightly, but she recovered quickly. "Damon, you didn’t answer my calls, so I… "I didn’t let her finish. I slammed the door in her face without a second thought, the sound reverberating through the room. Turning back toward Charlotte, I ran a hand through my hair, trying to calm the frustration bubbling inside me.She was sitting on the side of the table, still flushed from our interrupted moment."Who was it?”"Kara," I muttered.Charlotte arched an eyebrow, a sly smile tugging at her lips. "Your cousin? The one who’s always 'needing something'?"I sighed, leaning against the doorframe. "Yeah. She’s back to stress me out, probably about money again."She rolled her eyes, crossing her legs as she l

CALLIELucas gestured for me to sit, looking very surprised as I carefully took a seat across from him at the long dining table. The maid stood by nervously, wringing her hands.His gaze lingered on me, his expression softening in a way that unsettled me even more than his usual cold demeanor. Slowly, he reached across the table, his fingers brushing against mine before he took my hand in his. I had to fight the instinct to pull away. My heart raced, but I kept my face neutral, my breathing steady.“Callie,” he began, “I know you hate me right now. I know you think I’m a monster and maybe I am, but everything I’ve done, everything, has been for you.”I swallowed hard, forcing myself to meet his gaze. “For me?” I repeated, incredulous. “You call this love? Dragging me here, killing Sebastian… ” My voice cracked, and I stopped myself, biting my lip to hold back the tears.His jaw tightened, but he didn’t let go of my hand. “I’m sorry,” he said softly. “I didn’t mean for things to go thi

CHARLOTTEI pushed open the front door as quietly as I could. My heels barely made a sound on the tiled floor as I tiptoed toward the staircase, desperate to slip into my room unnoticed.“Charlotte.”The voice froze me in my tracks. My pulse quickened as I turned slowly, clutching my bag tightly to my side. There he was… my husband, sitting in his favorite chair in the parlor, the glow of the television illuminating his gaunt face.I forced a smile, though my heart pounded in my chest. “I didn’t realize you were still awake.”He leaned back, his frail frame sinking into the cushions, and cleared his throat. “Where were you?”I sighed, “I went out… to relax.”His eyes stayed on me for a moment, searching my face, but then he simply nodded. “Alright.”Alright? That was it? I couldn’t tell if he was too tired to argue or if he simply didn’t care anymore.He turned his attention back to the television, the news anchor’s voice filling the silence between us. “Sebastian and Callie will be h

SEBASTIANI stood up abruptly, the sudden movement making my father flinch slightly. I could feel his gaze burning into my back as I turned to leave."Is something wrong, Sebastian?" His voice cracked but I didn’t even glance back. "Nothing," I muttered. There was something about the flower Charlotte had given me that unsettled me, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. I didn’t need to explain it to him.I walked back into the room, my mind racing with different thoughts. I heard Callie’s soft gasp as I entered. Her wide eyes fixed on me, concerned.“What happened?” she asked.I didn’t answer right away, my focus entirely on the vase sitting on the table. The way Charlotte had presented it to me… the fake sweetness of it all, just didn’t sit right with me.Without a word, I grabbed the vase, and without hesitation, I slammed it onto the ground. The loud crack of glass shattering filled the room. The flower landed in pieces, petals strewn across the floor, but it wa