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h as she adjusted her go

bys and the Duclairs were guests of honor a

wning over Martha, running around at her rude comm

used to, not meeting people face-to-face. She detested crowds. But at least the files she'd uploade

her onl

ough to sleep in the master bedroom. Finn had never invited her. So whe

pausing at the packed box

done," he said flatly. "I'll

if she still had access to any of Finn's cars for transport. Her parents believed she was married to

uth to ask... but

r... just for tonight. Martha needs more space for her new gown collection, and t

he closed the d

rinkle the fine fabric of her dress. She wheeled herself to a gues

ttered carelessly

e floor, her laptop burie

Then she began gently repacking, lifting the books on

bominable chair of yours," Mart

high and wheeled for

ghing, occasionally pushing the chair

your ton

ical twins. If I'm ug

ck in a pity chair for

denly - Ma

then her toes, she sc

e'd been summoned b

at the hell

s. "She hit me with he

to Marie,

now, not yours. And as punishment, I don't want to see you

is arms. She looked back ov

venue later that night, she was

the top floor. Only acces

her struggling..

at in the front-row VIP, the

neral guests on the ground flo

er last official event with thes

in her stomach grew sharper and sharper Reminding her that she hadn't eaten since th

toward th

eyes on

here?" she asked, t

block

istence since you won't do it y

but Martha grabbed the handles a

tha,

was t

dirty tile floor, grabbed the whe

," she hissed, locking t

leave Finn's house to

h. Make sure you

oor s

scre

Please

r fists. Her strength faded quickl

acked. Her h

e world

ered. The dark

sed onto the fil