“Stop pretending. Didn’t you notice Galilea with Tyrone?” Abigail scoffed, “She’s his real girlfriend. Our kind is destined for secrecy. I’d advise against pining for things out of your reach.”

“Can you shut up now?” Sabrina retorted, her patience wearing thin.

She assumed her disinterest was conspicuous enough for anyone sensible to leave her alone.

“Oh, so you’re angry now? Just because you managed to snag Tyrone Blakely, you think you’re superior to us? We’re cut from the same cloth. You’re no different.”

“Enough! I don’t want to hear any more of this. Leave, please.”

“I’m not going anywhere. This isn’t your place.”

“If you won’t, then I will.”

rose from the chair, her strides resolute

left seething, watching

managed to land Tyrone Blakely, a man of youth, charm,

just mistresses. Why did Sabrina

as she thought about it, and in a sudden

her footing and toppled into

a jolt of panic, Abigail

Sabrina, causing her to panic and gulp down

the familiar fear spreading throughout

grew shorter,

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