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.

delectable shortcake, Vivienne leaned back against the couch, patting her belly. "Mr. Wolf, didn't

invitations, laying them before

them with a smile. "The director wants to see me? He

hosted the party and extended the invitation to Vivienne and Percival, they were not

but a pretext for him to

we going?" Percival asked, already anticipating her answer

grin, Vivienne replied, "Of course, we're going.

Percival arrived in their finest attire

door. Upon seeing

you made it! I've missed you so much. I've been trying to call with no luck," Melissa said warmly as she reached out and took Vivienne's hand

loved one's return had clearly lifted Melissa's spirits; her smile was even brighter

phone off," Vivienne responded with a light laugh, then turned to Ashley.

had not followed up, confident there was no longer a

"Yes, completely.

happened to

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

intense fight for his life, we managed to save him, but the doctors say he suffered brain damage. He might be in a

recovering; she had performed the surgery herself,

could have gone

is Carl now?"

sooner? With timely notice, Carl would not be

How can that be a

resignation. After all, her relationship with the Brooks family would never

felt the same; there was a mutual sense of guilt and

us to keep coming

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