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. He beckoned Maggie

of fear twisting in her stomach, she obeyed, her steps

concern etched itself on Rosalynn’s forehead as she moved to

meddle in

gaze fell on Maggie, now cradled in Sanford’s arms, a glass of

were both ordinary, both she and

the girls present, they were distinctly out

girls wore facades of cordiality, but their eyes held nothing

eat.” Brian extended a plate of food

“Thank you.”

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