REBIRTH OF A RUTHLESS ANGEL
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weight that felt personal, too intimate to be anything else. I pressed my ear closer to the door, straining to catch even the faintest h
reath, my pulse racing, and bolted back to my bedroom, hoping to avoid any suspicion. From the hallway, I heard Kathlee
oed out of my room and settled at the edge of the dining table,
ached me, clear and steady, though it carried
h my mind. *Magnus?* His name flickered i
ke the person I'd been expecting. As soon as her eyes landed on me, she dashed over with an energy that took me off gua
asked softly, her voice thic
rt racing as I cast a confused glance at Kathleen. Th
said with a knowing smile, "yo
othing to me. "Danielle?" I repeated as if
l," Kathleen added,
chin so our eyes met. "Michelle, i
ymore,* I reminded myself. *I'm Michelle. And as Mic
r embrace. "Danielle, of course. Forgive my manners. Ple
to breakfast before-at least, not willingly. Usually, your mom had to force you to share meals with me. But sin
e a fragile thread unraveling. *How did Michelle behave around he
edication?" Danielle asked casua
uickly. "Yes, of course," I rep
t smile lighting up his face. Both Danielle and I greeted
he were silently probing, waiting for something. I kept my eyes on my plate, trying to
reaking the silence, "have
on before Kathleen interjected, her voic
f the meal passed in tense silence. The unspoke
ith her. I hesitated but eventually agreed. I told Ka
ichelle," she said firmly,
med in. "Going out might help her r
glance before followin
r tone laced with curiosity. "You'
n eyebrow.
times a week, and today is one of your shopping days. If you
I needed to know more. "You're so kind, Danielle. B
ut a hint of concern lingered
wn that all along. "Of course. I
pick up some things, and after that, we'll stop by the fashion
shake the growing unease. *How
bout the mo
with you"? Danielle asked
I asked surprise
g with you"? What is y
e, Daniell
at me for a whil
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