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.”

with Grace, Millie returned to her sanctuary, locating the perfume gifted by Marcus. A gentle mist on her

was the sound of

tie undone, eyes fixed on the

this the gift he

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

did you come

dance. He turned Millie, placed the bottle down,

swirled, lost in his

him closer, and he

mouth, her voice a tremulous

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