Sorry, We're Divorced
"Great, you're back, Noelle! I gave Quint a gift, but he refused to accept it and told me to take it back. It'd be such a waste if I did. Could you give it to him for me?"
Xyla opened the box and pulled out a white, hand-knitted scarf. "I knitted this. It took me half a month. Since it's getting colder, I wanted to give him a scarf to keep him warm. Oh, by the way, I knitted one for you, too!"
She reached into another box and pulled out a red scarf. "Look, isn't it beautiful?" Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Noelle.
A wave of revulsion washed over Noelle. Xyla had knitted her a scarf? She half-expected to find a needle inside, probably laced with poison. "That's so nice of you, Ms. Cadwel
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