Nadine's P.O.V.
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~ About a week or so later ~
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"I thought we were going to the clubhouse early today to help Aunt Claire with Deidra's party?" Saylor asked as she walked into the kitchen, yawning. She just woke up, and it's after one in the afternoon. Not surprised. She was up writing until the wee hours of the morning.
"She said she didn't need us if I wanted to stay here until the party," I told her.
It was a half-truth. Claire did say that, but it was after I asked her if she cared that I didn't want to come help. I've been avoiding the clubhouse even more since that night with Feral. I still cannot believe I allowed him to do that. It was a moment of weakness. One I cannot allow again.
Especially with the short
