Her Perfect Mate
Clara added, reminding her of what Hamilton said to them before he left the room.
“We are not going to be held responsible if we pretend not to know anything about it.” Felicia said, taking a step forward towards Monalisa’s bed. “Why don’t we go now, Monalisa,” Felicia said, leaning forward to peer into Monalisa’s face.
“I said stop it, Felicia,” Clara tried to intervene but Monalisa climbed out of bed immediately, nudging her aside and nodding to Felicia in agreement.
“Stop trying to stop her Clara, we are all going to die one way or another, you said that before so I do not think it’s a bad idea for her to die now, at least, it is going to end her suffering.” Felicia told Clara coldly.
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