A long silence settled before Rhea broke it with a disdainful snort.

“Well, I have woven a plan. This time, Marcus’ love for Millie shall sour.”

Bound to the hospital, Rhea knew her movements were limited. She must pull the strings from the shadows.

“What is it?” Analia’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.

Rhea’s eyes gleamed. “Listen to my words and follow them like a sacred command.”

Analia’s approval was immediate: a thumbs-up and praise. “Brilliant! You have the wisdom to defeat her with borrowed strength.”

by Marcus. A gentle mist on

then there was the sound of

was there, his tie

this the gift he

turned, a veil of shyness covering her face. Her fingers brushed her hair to

you come

were swift, like a dance. He turned Millie, placed the bottle down, then swept her up, pressing her against the

lost in his

him closer,

mouth,

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