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When Sebastian left, he hauled Macro out by the collar like a rowdy kid.

That mouth of his–sometimes Sebastian wanted to tape it shut and add some glue for good measure.

After lunch, Stephanie wandered into the sunroom, plopping down to wait for Ella.

The place was warm, with huge windows showing off a snowy scene–white piles and icicles glinting on the branches

outside.

The butler peeked in, voice quiet. “Miss?”

“What’s up?” Stephanie glanced his way.

“There’s a Mrs. Hart at the gate. Says she wants to see you,” the butler said, cool as ever.

Hart? Caitlin? Stephanie’s brow scrunched up.

“Caitlin Hart?” she asked.

“Yes.” The butler nodded.

Stephanie raised an eyebrow. Showing up now? Easy guess–she was here about Tyler.

Or probably, she was here for Tyler and Olivia. Stephanie smirked to herself, not impressed.

Tell her no, Stephanie said, keeping it short.

Her old number was done–she’d trashed it last night and got a new one. The Hart family couldn’t reach her no matter whose phone they borrowed.”

Only Jennifer and Ella had her number now.

And those two? They’d never blab to the Harts.

“Got it, the butler said with a quick nod, stepping away.

He was about to call security with Stephanie’s “no,” but before he could finish, her phone buzzed–Ella on the other end.

“Stefi, Caitlin’s standing in front of my car, blocking me, Ella’s voice came through, sharp and crackly.

Stephanie froze, totally confused.

She shot a quick look at the butler, waving him to hold off.

Ella kept going, “She’s crying her eyes out, making a whole scene. Get this–she used to talk smack about you, saying you were some country bumpkin with no class.”

“So who’s the drama queen now? Ella’s voice was pure sarcasm.

Stephanie could already hear Caitlin’s raspy sobs through the phone.

The sound was loud and annoying as hell. She cringed.

Her eyes narrowed a bit. “Bring her in, she said, keeping it cool.

“On it, the butler replied, short and sharp.

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Right before the call ended. Stephanie caught Ella throwing shade at Caitlin, “Pulling this stunt just to see your own kid? Only a mom like you gets that honor

“You dug this hole yourself, Ella added, her tone dripping with disgust.

Most families had that cozy, tight–knit mom–and–daughter thing.

The Harts lost Stephanie once–you’d think they’d hold her close after getting her back.

But

mom turned it into a train

that she didn’t know how to play parent–she treated Tyler and Olivia

footsteps

walked through the door,

glanced at Ella and Jennifer. “Give me a minute, she said,

herself against the doorframe, not

door, but he hung around. Sebastian had told him before he

called it. The Harts would find

clueless, acting

up yesterday, and Caitlin looked like she’d aged ten years in a

That laid–back vibe

Stephanie tossed

attitude just fueled Caitlin’s

her voice had a bite. “He’s your brother–right or wrong–and you

ever gonna work right again,” she snapped, all blame in her tone. The more she talked,

drive over, she’d sat in the car, psyching herself

for the count, the company

ther’s throats.

tied back to Stephanie, she

had to talk it out with her–Stephanie was the fix to this

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seeing that blank, unbothered look on her face? Caitlin’s temper blew

word–some random guy–hit Stephanie like

rang

down on the coffee table, the

spilling over the table and dripping

here to chew me out,

as cold as the ice hanging outside, her eyes flashing with a frosty edge.

She snapped, her voice jumping. “Stephanie,

said much yet, and Caitlin

her mouth, Caitlin’s chest burned with anger.

pulling at her lips,

“Get it done–have Tyler discharged.”

miss,” he said with a

her voice shaky. “You–you’re out of your mind! He’s your

you’re doing this

was shaking, gripping the chair so tight her knuckles turned

flicked her eyes up at her. “Did you

Caitlin stopped cold.

pale, lips moving but

you–you… Her voice broke, words stuck.

grabbed the coffee pot, snagging a new mug and pouring herself more, taking her sweet

lazily, “Don’t you guys just love throwing your weight

ago, they’d come at her hard,

her–hell, even wipe her out, she

of pushing people around, right? Her

Ashfords had history in Long Harbor, but the Harts? Their true colors were no secret.

years, piggybacking off the Ashfords.

sped up. “You can’t do hanging–now you’re-

You’ve already left

“Choke on

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Caitlin, cold and herce,

to say next got stuck, killed by that

than the Harts

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