A few steps up, Marcus heard a faint sound in the corner. When he reached that corner, he discovered Shera sitting on the steps, hugging her knees.

She lifted her head as though his footsteps had just caught her attention.

“Marcus,” she called.

Marcus furrowed his brow.

“What’s wrong?”

“I rushed downstairs and missed a step. I banged my knee on the vase.

It really hurts,” Shera explained, pointing at the blue and white porcelain in the corner.

me back upstairs? My knee is swollen.” Shera rolled up her trouser legs,

Lily a call to assist

women were present

reaching for his phone to call

afternoon, and I don’t want to

attempt, however, didn’t yield

men typically show compassion to

E L A ‘s L I B R A R

using tricks like pretending to sprain her ankle or feigning

it not work this

Rhea’s ploy might have succeeded with

I’ll do my best

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