Chapter: 391

Marcus was confident that, one day, Millie would open up to him.

In a separate chamber, Nancy found herself gazing intently at the message Millie had sent. The audacity with which Millie declared herself inferior to trash left Nancy dumbfounded.

Could anyone truly be so unhinged?

Oh, what a spectacle this was unfolding to be! Once deemed utterly unattractive, Millie turned out to possess a countenance of remarkable allure beneath her concealing mask.

What an irony!

through Nancy’s being, propelling her towards

from a weed into a blossom? Ultimately, her

new day’s arrival, Millie arose, only

her lower abdomen. This discomfort cast a pallor

as she settled into her seat, a chorus of gazes

Nancy at an adjacent table. Flanking them were Derek and Simon, two sentinels

they were

herself, seeking sanctuary from

gathered, and a tempestuous

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