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Nora: 
“Why isn’t he waking up? Is he dead?” Finally, after hours of journeying, we conversed as if none of the crazy stuff that had happened on our way to town had occurred. 

“Heavy–dozed wolfbane turned him into a little bitch,” Nash commented, sounding proud of his success in his mission. 
“Hmm! What are you going to do with him?” I asked, turning back to look at the man. He appeared like a normal guy, someone who had a family and all. But he was not. And that made him scarier. It was the fact that some dangerous people live in sheep’s clothing. 
“I am going to roast him and feed him to his monsters,” Nash replied. his muscles popping as he gripped the steering wheel. 
“Come on, I’m being serious,” I frowned. 
“I was serious. I am going to torture him to get information out of him, then I am going to make him summon his monsters and feed him to them, and later, I am going to take care of those monsters too,” he explained his intentions in one breath, and oh, sweet Goddess, I was scared of him for a moment. 
“Okay,” I mumbled, sliding away from him and looking out the window. “The house is here. I will drop you here and then take him to the prison.” Nash pointed at the mansion, and I gave him a nod. 

“I will get the bags later. You can drop him off first,” I was tired and didn’t want to carry the bags, nor did I want him to carry them for me 
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when there was a crazy man lying in the backseat of his car. 
“Just drop me here. I will stretch my legs and walk my way back. home.” I waved my hand at him to stop. The mansion was right across the road, and I badly needed to make use of my legs. 
“Are you sure?” Nash asked. 
“Yes! I can walk that much,” I confirmed, giving him a headshake. I appreciated his overprotectiveness. He dropped me off on the side and sped away. Now that I was on my own, I stretched my arms and moved my legs calmly. Sitting for so long had really made my legs numb. The night was upon us, but the weather was so pleasant that I wanted to stay outside for a while. But I was also aware that the others had returned home, and I had to deal with the same stuff all over again. 
However, as I had not expected, I didn’t realize there would be someone else awaiting me. A white car that I had not seen before was parked in front of the mansion. Thinking maybe it was someone from the council or work, I marched into the mansion cluelessly. My steps. halted right when I saw who was there. 
It was Daphne and her stepfather, Ford Ledger. They were sitting with Lord Atwopod and Cain. Ryker and Silas were not around. Daphne raised her head and adjusted her posture, nudging her stepfather to 
me and then looked 
look my way. Lord Atwood followed their gazes t 
back at them before finally turning to me. 
“You’re home,” he smiled, but there was a hint of concern in his gaze. 
“Yeah, Nash just dropped me off. He went to the 
prison with the guy.” 
I replied, but my mind was slightly preoccupied with Daphne and her stepfather being here. Why were they here? She had swollen eyes and seemed to be crying now. 
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“Is there something going on here?” I could tell I was somehow involved in this matter. 
“No, my child. You go rest,” Lord Atwood smiled reassuringly, but Ford quickly intervened, not letting me walk away. 
“Actually, yes,” he added. 
“Ford!” Lord Atwood gave him a disapproving look, but Ford seemed adamant about having a conversation with me. 
“Please, Your Highness. I respect you a lot. I understand that you care about your stepdaughter, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about mine,” he pointed a finger at his chest as he spoke to Lord Atwood. 
“What is it?” I asked since it was related to me. I slowly walked into the living room and sat right next to Lord Atwood. Daphne’s eyes were flashing red, and her anger was now evident. 
“You tell us. What happened on the journey? Why was my daughter sent back in the middle of the way, and why is she being accused of something so horrific?” he asked me directly, his body hunched over with his elbows on his thighs. I never thought I would be confronted by someone’s father like this, and at this age! It was crazy. 
“Easy,” Cain interjected, stretching his neck and placing his hand on Ford’s back to remind him to straighten his posture. Cain was sitting on the lonely sofa between our couches. 
“What did she tell you?” I questioned, curious about the lies she might have spun to her stepfather. 
“I told him how you ruined my relationship with Nash because you want his attention for yourself,” Daphne hissed, pointing her finger at me until her eyes shifted to Cain, noticing how he cracked his 
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knuckles while making dreadful eye contact with her. 
“But I didn’t. Did you tell your stepfather what you did to me and how you put me in a life–threatening situation?” That was it. I had been feeling sorry for her and was even afraid to talk about the possibility that she might have pushed me. Yet here she was, blatantly lying as if there were no consequences. 
“I did not,” she folded her arms over her chest, but my stepfather and Cain had heard enough. 
“Wait!” Cain shook his head to silence everyone. “What did you just say? What did she do?” Cain leaned over me this time, his eyes fixed 
on me and his finger pointing athe. 
“She almost got me killed,” I finally spoke my truth, receiving a shocked response from Lord Atwood and a gasp from Daphne, as if she didn’t realize the severity of her actions.