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.

in her stomach, she

as she moved to intervene, only to be halted by

meddle in

Sanford’s arms, a glass

ordinary, both she

the girls present, they were distinctly

their eyes held nothing but contempt when they fell on

to eat.” Brian extended a plate of food

“Thank you.”

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