Struggling to regain her composure, Maggie offered a feeble smile “Rosalynn, I’m alright.”

But the memory of Sanford’s rage was undeniably unsettling.

His tenderness in bed was quite the contrast.

“Would you Like to accompany me home?” Rosalynn inquired.

Instead of responding, Maggie simply glanced to Sanford, Lounging on the plush sofa.

“Maggie, come here.”

regained its calm.

tendrils of fear twisting in her stomach, she obeyed,

on Rosalynn’s forehead as she moved to intervene, only to be halted by

don’t meddle in

on Maggie, now cradled in Sanford’s arms,

were both ordinary,

the girls present, they were distinctly out

eyes held nothing but contempt when they fell on Maggie

to eat.” Brian extended a plate of food to

“Thank you.”

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