Their faces set in hard lines, they stood defiant, poised to fight back.

Remy’s hand, curled into a tight fist, eventually fell to his side.

He spat on the ground, his sneer filled with contempt.

“Once a bitch, always a bitch. You think you’re someone important? I won’t stoop to your level. Just get lost!”

Maggie’s hand balled into a fist as she cast a warning look at them.

“If you’re steeped in sin, beware of retribution at midnight. I’d advise you to start behaving.”

Grabbing Bart, she hastened away from the club.

sun bathed them in its warmth, it did nothing to thaw Maggie’s icy

tears trailing down

eyes brimmed

Angela’s Library

up. I’m going

as if to drive away, but Maggie caught his arm, dabbing

did you

bowed, Bart

in. They indulged

we hit up this club tonight, and boasted it was

voice trailed off as his hands

must have spiked my drink with something psychedelic. I blacked out.

spirits sank, a mix of sorrow and fury stirred by

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