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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.

attendant came by and offered him

said, "We can't delay it any longer. You need to

one. He muttered with a resigned

on how well

internally. 'Perform? What did that even mean? My

it and didn't expect you to be in such a rush," Finley said, trying to defend

I'd never have thought you'd be okay with

darkly. "Who would

admit no one would. The chaos in Portis City was proof enough. Anyone trying to stir trouble for Stella had to be ready for

the Quarry family wasn't faring

saw Yorick, she unleashed her fury, kicking him in the gut so hard that

Who'll marry you with that

as domestic violence. Their mother used to worry Frost would end up in an abusive marriage, but Yorick figured his sister was more likely to be

stomach, he stood up with a twisted expression.

they did, it always ended in violence. White others had sibling bonds forged in love, theirs seemed to be forged

had a perfect target for her rage. With everything going on in the Quarry family, Yorick