At dawn, Salome applied her makeup in front of a full-length mirror.There were no new messages on her phone.Usually at this point, Elliot would've long since begged for her forgiveness via audio messages."I'm sorry, Princess."Yet this time, there wasn't a single message from him.The strange feeling hovered above her head.Meanwhile, Malcolm made an omelette and slid it onto her plate. Her cutlery scraped against the plate as she started eating breakfast.Startled, he glanced at her. "What's wrong, Salome?"She whispered, "Has Elliot contacted you?"He was taken aback for a second.He eventually shook his head and offered her a reassuring smile."Don't worry about him. You know Elliot. He won't hold grudges against us. Besides, the three of us have been spending time together for a decade. He can never bring himself to cut ties with us."His comfort sounded plausible, which fueled her confidence. After all, they both knew Elliot could never stay mad at her.Still, an u
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