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75. Rosie and Venla

Author: Athena
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-11 22:33:17

*** Hyacinth ***

The drive back to the main city was a blur of passing lights and idle chatter, but the moment we stopped by BGC, the air shifted. Conti’s cafe stood there, a familiar haven, and the promise of Mango Bravo ice cream was enough to lift my spirits. But as soon as I stepped out of the car, my heart stuttered. There they were—Venla, her tall, elegant frame impossible to miss, and Rose, her laughter ringing out like a bell. They stood there, shopping bags in hand, sharing a moment that felt too intimate for my comfort.

My stomach twisted. Rosie’s presence always spelled trouble, and the thought of her whispering venom into Venla’s ear made my chest tighten. Venla would tell Eino, and then… I shook my head, trying to dispel the anxiety clawing at me. “No,” I told myself. “I shouldn’t care.”

Patricia nudged me, her touch grounding. “Come on,” she said, her voice firm but kind. “Let’s get the cake.”

I followed her into the store, my eyes darting back to the glass wall where
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