Anne... I know you're still mad... but how can you compare yourself to Sadie? Anne, I won't let you... belittle yourself..." Sadie: "??!!"

What do you mean I can't compare?

Why is it belittling myself?!

"Anne..."

Sadie: "Anne, my foot!" And with that, she landed a slap on Murray's head.

It took her a moment to realize what she had done, and she was terrified for a second, but then, she couldn't help but smirk, her lips quivering more than a suppressed AK! That slap seemed to hit a reset button, and Murray immediately let go.

Sadie didn't wait to run.

Back in her cluttered little bedroom, she tossed and turned, a mix of anger and worry churning inside her.

No way she's going back to that old mansion tonight.

Ah, is Ms. Cole really not coming back?

Who's going to manage the house's eccentricities now?

Such a headache.

managing to fall asleep, Sadie suddenly sat up in the middle of the

blankets, she left her room, tiptoed upstairs, and gently pushed open the master

couldn't help

by a

there was a huge mess

the culprit was sleeping

to

next day, Murray got

cleaning himself up, a

already made oatmeal

the eccentric drank too much, he'd demand in the morning: "Sadie, make some oatmeal porridge, will you?" This

to the master bedroom, she saw Murray coming

made oatmeal porridge,

at the bowl

zoned out for two seconds, then gently shook his head, calmly saying, "I'm not hungry.

strode out the

one time she took the initiative turned

...

the coffee shop, Roseanne had waited for less than five minutes when she looked up to see the man stepping out of his

long coat, its straight, broad cut made him look even more

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