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“Enough! Do you honestly believe Nathael would spare you a second glance with such foolish behaviour? How can you volunteer yourself as a mere plaything? How could I have a daughter as shameless as you?” Ronald scolded angrily.

Sierra’s eyes filled with tears. “You’re being unjust! Since Maggie is so compassionate, why isn’t she your own daughter? I pity you!”

Ronald was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her, but Olivia quickly intervened.

“That’s enough. Considering all that Sierra has been through today, it’s reasonable to assume that her thoughts may not be clear. If we fail to empathise with her, we risk pushing her to her limits,” Olivia said.

Olivia’s words helped to partially calm Ronald down. He did not want to push her to her breaking point despite his anger.

Ronald departed feeling disappointed, unable to mask his sense of disillusionment.

Olivia then dedicated a significant amount of time conversing with Sierra, delving into their family’s circumstances and carefully considering the advantages and disadvantages. Despite Sierra’s silence, she absorbed much of the information shared.

Maggie was nearly ready when she decided to check Twitter.

Suddenly, a message from Nathael popped up on her phone.

“Where are you? I’ll go to you.”

Surprised, Maggie read the message, but before she could respond, Nathael called.

Stepping out of the dressing room, she found a quiet corner to answer the phone. “Hello?” she greeted softly.

Nathael did not inquire about her lack of response; instead, he asked, “Where are you?”

“In the backstage dressing room, with others nearby, Maggie replied softly. It had been a while since she heard his voice and it sounded unfamiliar to her.

Yet, she sensed a newfound peace within herself.

After enduring over ten days of despair, the turmoil in her heart had finally subsided, leaving behind a sense of tranquility. Maggie realised that she could now calmly accept the reality of her impending death.

There was a brief silence on Nathael’s end before he provided an address. “I’ll be waiting for you here,” he said, opening a nearby door.

Glancing at the time, Maggie replied softly, “I’ll be there in half an hour, at the most.

Okay

After his response, Maggie released a soft sigh, ended the call, and proceeded towards the room he had

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front of a door. With caution, she pushed it slightly, revealing the pitch–black room, seemingly devoid

forward, only to be abruptly yanked inside by

letting out

open

them, and gently pushed her against it, leaning in for a

gradually eased as she eagerly reciprocated, wrapping her arms around

to a long–awaited storm finally

and teeth intertwined with passion, leaving an indelible

if seeking to fuse her into his own body,

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time, his fingers ascended, gently tugging down the zipper on the back of her dress a bit.

coarse texture of his fingertips grazed against her delicate, smooth skin, causing Maggie to shiver uncontrollably, a faint mist forming on her

not proceed further.

lips, neck, and collarbone, trailing downward as if he

lips, rendering

“Um…

push him away, her face flushed, leaning against the door as if all her strength had drained away.

Nathael released her slowly, his gaze lingering on her radiant

she whispered softly, “You rejected me when I offered myself to you, so

to resist, Nathael played with her fingers and said hoarsely, “Have you been upset

whole time?”

her red lips, choosing

was not entirely upset, but there was a hint of it. She craved some peace amidst the chaos and

never

her, his words. carrying an unusual mix of humility and

were interrogating her.

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could not muster the courage to hold his

she intended to reach out to him before

days after the end of the competition,

knew she would seek

was weighty, clearly indicating his

his serious expression, tight jawline, dark pupils, and

for the flush on his lips, one would not have guessed what they had just done.

he was

swept over his face, searching. “Are

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