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?”

the porcelain, did you not? Fear of accountability led you to deliberately lure me to

a targeted

legs quivered, a

unaware of the

Mae projected fear,

fractured the porcelain, then sought a scapegoat. You must have noted Mae’s recent arrival and her customary timidity; hence, you seized

Bria stepped forth,

Bria?

Mae, taking

She is not accountable for the porcelain’s

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