“Millie, what has transpired?” Marcus’ voice reverberated, infused with genuine concern.

“Darling, my constitution doth throb with pain. Rhea…” Millie’s eyes welled up with tears, were fixed upon Rhea, who grimaced in affliction. “It’s of no concern to me. Millie, you wretch.”

“Rhea, unless you yearn for a flight off the balcony, I urge you to depart. Immediatel:

Marcus’ index finger pointed towards the exit with resolute authority. “Marcus,” Rhea contested.

Marcus’ motion was resolute, his gaze metamorphosing into an abyss of menace.

With eyes brimming with tears, Rhea relented, spiraling and dashing towards the Lower reaches.

sigh imbued with relief. At Last, she had driven Rhea away. Watching her retreat

A mere “depart” issued by Marcus equated

stomachache?” Marcus observed Millie’s recuperation, the pallor of discomfort vanishing

Marcus’ eyes as he scrutinized

agony was most keen, yet now I’m on

Her jest, it appeared, had been unmasked, leaving Millie tinged with an undertone of

gaze, Millie sidestepped Marcus’ path and gravitated towards a recliner nestled on the balcony. There, beneath the canopy

pursued his

I shall enlist

clock’s hands had advanced to

is quite advanced. I shall manage on my own,” she asserted. While fashioning a beverage

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