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Sylvia said, lifting Sara’s head to meet hers. Thinking about it, Sara only nodded in agreement. If they had been transparent about their relationship, in the beginning, it would not be as bad as Sara thought. “So, get out of bed, shower, face the new day confidently, and go to work as usual,” Sylvia said, rising from the bed’s edge and heading to the door; then she stopped, turned around, and smiled. “You know, if I keep this up, I’ll have all Blake’s women before he does. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

Everly POV I was home from the hospital. I lay in bed when the maid came in. "Madam, your mother's here to see you," she said. Mom stepped closer. Her eyes lowered, not daring to meet mine. "Everly... how are you feeling?" I said nothing. The silence between us felt heavy.. She took out a small box and held it up. "I... went a long way to get these herbs. They're good for recovery after... after a miscarriage. I'll show the maid how to brew them."

"But that suits me, as it happens." Selene's gaze flashed with mistrust. "What do you mean?" Lucian grinned, slow and wicked. "It means I won't be showing any of you mercy." We didn't get to do anything before his power broke free. A burst of raw energy ripped through the clearing, ripping the earth from under our feet. I recoiled, fire licking at my skin as Selene served up a barrier just in time to absorb most of the impact. Abbadon didn't blink, though—he held his ground like a living embodiment of nature, eyes burning red as his own power awakened.

"Caitlyn! Caitlyn!" He shook my shoulders desperately and pulled me into his arms. "Caitlyn, talk to me! What do you want? Tell me, and I'll give you anything!" I remained silent, knowing that nothing could compete with Gina in Levi's heart. Whatever I said or did, one word from Gina would make him change everything. Levi grew more desperate as I continued ignoring him, his eyes reddening. "If I return your mother's ashes to you, will you look at me again?"

A guy with blonde short hair and baby blue eyes an well build, made is way over to us "What can I get y'all beautiful ladies?" He asked, staring straight at Ashley. "Blaze sent us." Ashley spoke. "Oh, soooooo which one of y'all is the brthday girl?" He yelled. Having both Selena and Ashley point at me. "Well then Birthday girl, whats your poison?" "Three Diva Cosmos." I said, after thinking for like a few seconds. "Cosmos coming up." He said and as we watched him make our drink, Ashley looked like she was a artist, observing and tracing every curve and shape of the bartenders, from his head to his toes.

The next day, Lyra arrived in a hurry. She asked, "Did you take anything special during your pregnancy, Meredith?" Meredith paled and held out a bottle with trembling hands. "I took this. Do you have any way to save my baby?" Lyra opened the bottle. The moment she saw what was inside, she threw it away, looking revolted. "That's secret medicine from the dwarfs. I heard that taking one a day for 30 days will ensure you conceive, but it definitely won't lead to you having something so mutated."

“You’re losing weight.” Demani halted mid-step on her way to the bathroom, startled by the unexpected observation. She turned around and planted her hands on her hips, standing completely bare before her husband, who was reclining comfortably on their bed. One of Van’s arms was propped behind his head while a thick comforter covered him from the waist down. It was still early. The sky beyond the curtains was faintly gray, a sign that the sun was only beginning to rise. She had gotten up to make breakfast, assuming Van was still asleep. Perhaps he had woken up when she moved his arm off her waist to slip out of bed.

It was an audio recording from the hospital solarium. Jillian clicked play. The static hissed, and then Victoria’s elegant, cruel voice echoed through the high-end desktop speakers: "You will look Jillian Michaels in the eye and tell her a lie so brutal, so ugly, that she will never want to see your face again... Shatter her heart so completely that she accepts the Vanguard marriage without looking back." Then, Clara’s voice broke through the static—fractured, weeping, and completely undone: "No... I won't do it. I won't do that to her."