Natalie's POV"Everyone besides Maddy puts down a finger!"Madeline Rothsford looked apologetic before she suddenly turned to me with a hint of delight in her gaze. "Nat, looks like we're the only ones who haven't been eliminated yet!"I held up my last remaining finger, but a faint, bitter smile tugged on the corners of my lips. I couldn't say a single word.Someone across the table spoke up, "Theo still has a finger up, too!"Then, he ran to pull Theodore Crawford back.Theodore, before taking a seat, seemed to pause for a moment, his gaze flicking toward Madeline.Madeline then lifted her head and smiled gently. "Thanks for the pizza, Theo. I never thought that after all these years, you'd still remember I have a tomato allergy."Theodore was pushed down into his seat. "Come on, hurry and sit down! You're the only one who hasn't gone yet!""I…" Theodore drew out the word, and everyone looked at him expectantly.I was the only one staring fixedly at the salad I had half-pic
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