Percival reached out and swiped a finger through the frosting, popping it directly into his mouth.

The next instant, his face contorted in agony, an expression of pain so intense it had never before graced his features.

"Is it poisoned?" Vivienne yelled out, alarm knitting her brow.

Percival waved her off, steadying himself on her knee. "It's just... incredibly bitter."

Vivienne was speechless.

"Bitter? Really?" She dared a taste herself, almost letting her lifelong love affair with strawberry shortcake plummet to rock bottom.

It was supposed to be frosting - sweet, indulgent frosting.

Why on earth was it so bitter?

A thought struck Vivienne. "Tastes like something my mom made."

Her words hung in the air, and she and Percival paused, a sudden realization dawning on them.

Slowly, they lifted their eyes to meet, and their gazes converged with silent understanding.

The cake before them indeed bore the mark of Karen's handiwork.

The pair sat in stunned silence, neither willing to voice the conclusion forming in their minds. Yet, all the strange occurrences of recent days seemed to be pointing inexorably in one direction. After a while, Vivienne shook her head. "I've never had such a terrible strawberry shortcake."

Percival unveiled a slice of strawberry shortcake he had brought and fed it to Vivienne. "Try this one; it's sweet."

A chuckle escaped Vivienne's lips, her eyes inadvertently flickering to the bitter disappointment that was the other cake.

her

laying them before Vivienne. "Take a

them with a smile. "The director wants to see me? He could have just said

and extended the invitation to Vivienne and

but a pretext for him to see

Percival asked, already anticipating her answer

a grin, Vivienne replied, "Of course, we're going. We can't miss

evening, Vivienne and Percival arrived in their finest

and Ashley were greeting guests at the door. Upon

call with no luck," Melissa said warmly as she reached out and

clearly lifted Melissa's spirits; her

off,"

not followed up, confident there was

nodded. "Yes, completely. But

to Carl?"

by guilt over Carl's condition. If only she had not been so stubborn and thrown away her helmet, Carl might not have ended up protecting her and getting

"Carl had woken up, but then, suddenly, his condition worsened one night. After an intense fight for his life, we managed to save him, but the doctors say he suffered brain

to be recovering; she had performed the surgery herself, and there

could have

Where is Carl now?"

Brooks family not contacted her sooner? With timely notice, Carl would not be in this condition. Melissa tried to soothe Vivienne, "We wanted to tell you, but... we can't keep bothering

we? How can that

frustrated but also felt a sense of resignation. After all, her relationship with the Brooks family would never be as

family felt the same; there was a mutual sense

keep coming to you," Melissa

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