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Behind her, she could hear the receptionist’s hurried footsteps, and the anxious softness in her voice. “Mrs. Gray—” But the pressure in Marcie’s chest was unbearable, the humiliation, the shock, the sickening collapse of everything she thought she knew. Her fingers loosened. The box slipped. Then she threw it. It hit the floor with a dull thud, the lid popping open as cookies scattered across the pristine carpet, crumbs and chocolate chips staining perfection. A small gasp rose from nearby employees, heads turning, and whispers began before anyone even understood. Marcie didn’t stop.

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Before she started flinching every time i entered a room. My expression hardened immediately. No. This was her fault. She left. She embarrassed me. She made me look weak. And now she would come back. Because she had nowhere else to go. Nobody would keep her forever. Nobody. My wolf suddenly growled again. Danger. A strange feeling crawled down my spine. Like something important was slipping through my fingers. And i hated it. ⸻ Maddison’s POV I couldn’t sleep again. The room was beautiful. Too beautiful.

My legs were so tired I could barely lift them, and I was so hungry my head spun. Finally, I made it home and collapsed on the bed to rest for a bit. The moment I picked up my phone, however, I noticed that Madison had liked a hot guy's social media post. She even commented below, "Hey, handsome. Wanna meet up? I'm single, and I'll be heading to Frostcliff on a business trip for a month. I'll have plenty of time to spare then." I was so enraged that I felt sick to my stomach and had to toss my phone aside.

"Ms. Anderson, when will this end? You being here has done no good to Travis. Please leave. Now." I was also irritated. I grabbed Claire and Lily, ready to leave. Unfortunately, Madison caught my wrist again. Her head lowered like she had done something terribly wrong, and she explained in a careful, trembling voice, "I didn't mean to. I just suddenly remembered that strawberry milkshakes used to be your favorite. When I saw—" "Enough." I pulled free and gave her a cold warning. "Madison, you've already disrupted my life. Pack your things and leave my inn tonight."

Now she had to spend two hours in the same peace. The bus hostess smiled and pointed to the empty seat. Passing between the seats on either side, she reached her desired seat. Her seat was by the window. And someone, who was sitting in the first seat, had his face hidden behind the book. He was wearing a light gray T-shirt and blue jeans. He was completely unaware of the world around him. "The Enemy With John Ventry" had written on the cover of book. Whatever he had was lost in the book when she approached it.

She can buy, like, 2 doughnuts and a drink with this! She ran to the bakery at the other side of the road, it was near so she didn't have to take a cab. She likes eating and buying stuff here. Everything was so sweet. "Hello!" Madie greeted the lady in the counter, she was chewing on some gum and had plenty of piercings on her ears. Pretty. "Can I have uhm-Three Chocolate Glazed Doughnuts, and uhm-a Small Strawberry Shake?" She stared at Madie for a while. 'Did I have something on my face?'

Madison ran around in circles chasing all the flying creatures, all the way down to our picnic spot and was laughing wholeheartedly. I spread out a blanket for us and set out our picnic. Then, I just sat and soaked in what my soul saw as pure bliss, running around on 2 legs. My smile slowly slipping from my face. It was time. Time she knew she was special. Time she knew that I would have to leave. Time she knew that this perfect little world I had encapsulated her in was about to end... For today was that day. I was about to be crushed. Not knowing if I was ready for my sister, Fate, to take over just yet. She's too young. Too young.

I smirked mischievously as she turned to meet my gaze “Why did you call me here?” Her hands met her chest with a subtle eye roll and she realized it was me. “Well, why else will I possibly call for a meeting with you?” A smile tugged on my lips, I could see how uncomfortable I was making her feel. “Please be straightforward I’ve got better things to do with my time and engage with such petty talks” Madison sounded annoyed, Maybe she was hurting just as much as Tyler was hurting. “I want Tyler back and I need you to loosen the grip you have on him or just let him go, you’ve done enough”

We never were. Everybody is wounded and tired, but they’re still fighting. Regret fills me. I shouldn’t have been so hasty, especially when I knew what we were up against. I hear a tinkling laugh from somewhere, only to see the enemy part like a sea for a familiar redhead to appear. “Rachel,” I breathe in disgust. Her tawny eyes are filled with delight. “You never fail to disappoint, Taylor. You’re just so predictable, always desperate to play the hero.”