“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.”

the chair, her strides resolute as she

was left seething, watching Sabrina’s retreating

a man of youth, charm, and wealth, while she was stuck with an

mistresses. Why did Sabrina act so

flared as she thought about it, and in a sudden fit of anger, she

caught by surprise, lost her footing

a jolt of panic,

causing her to panic and gulp down several mouthfuls of

was overtaken by a sense of suffocation, the familiar fear spreading throughout her body, making her tremble with uncontrollable spasms in her

shorter, her consciousness

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