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Ronald gently laid Stella down on the bed. As he was about to stand up, he noticed her hand still clutching the hem of his shirt.

A small smile played on his lips, a sense of nostalgia washing over him from the feeling of being needed.

He carefully pried Stella's fingers loose and tucked her in before leaving the room.

Finley was waiting for him outside. The look Finley gave him was one of utter exasperation.

Ronald raised an eyebrow. "Thinking of staying longer in..."

"Don't even," Finley cut him off mid-sentence.

"Then what's with the look? Want me to pile on more tasks?"

Finley rolled his eyes dramatically. "This isn't about wanting more to do. Seriously, that place is terrible. You can send anyone else there."

He knew full well why Ronald wanted him to go. It wasn't really exile as much as it was fixing a problem.

But to Finley, it didn't seem like such a big deal.

sofa as a flight attendant came by and offered him a glass of his favorite red wine. Finley grabbed a

it and said, "We can't delay it

one. He muttered with a resigned sigh, "Fine, but just this once. Next time, send someone

on how well you

What did that

be in such a rush," Finley said, trying to

thought you'd be okay

"Who would dare criticize

in Portis City was proof enough. Anyone trying to stir trouble for Stella had

and the Quarry family

When she saw Yorick, she unleashed her fury, kicking

you crazy woman! Who'll marry you with

domestic violence. Their mother used to worry Frost would end up in an abusive marriage, but Yorick figured his

stood up with a twisted

They barely saw each other, and when they did, it always ended in violence. White others had sibling bonds forged in love, theirs seemed to be forged in battle. g

for her rage. With everything going on in the Quarry family, Yorick