Millie’s tone carried gravity as she beckoned, “Enter.”

Gentleness has no place for those with nefarious intentions.

Beside Mae, Bria nudged her forward with a hushed assurance.

“Do not yield to fear. Proceed.”

Summoning her courage, Mae crossed the threshold.

“Mrs. Thomas, how may I be of service?”

not? Fear of accountability led you to deliberately lure me to

word a targeted arrow piercing Mae’s

quivered, a

I am unaware of

dumb. Mae projected fear, yet

have noted Mae’s recent arrival and her customary timidity; hence, you seized the opportunity

forth, a

Bria?

Mae, taking

not accountable for the porcelain’s demise. I attest on her behalf.

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