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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.

a flight attendant came by and offered him

delay it any

this one. He muttered with a resigned sigh, "Fine, but just

smirked, "It depends on how well

What did that

didn't expect you to be in such a rush,"

thought you'd be okay with

"Who would dare criticize

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

was doomed, and the Quarry family wasn't

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

woman! Who'll marry you

up in an abusive marriage, but

a twisted expression. "What the

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

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