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While everyone else is drinking, Eloise excuses herself and goes to the bathroom. There, she finally lets out a breath that she did not even realize that she was holding. Of course, a dinner with the Bradshaws will be a rollercoaster of emotions. Fear, joy, apprehension, relaxation; they know how to give a person an entire spectrum of feelings. Just as she turns around to leave, the door opens and Charlotte walks in, looking at her with a smirk on her face.“Hello, Charlotte,” Eloise says. Charlotte is maybe the only member of the family that Eloise has barely interacted with but Eloise has always gotten the sense that the younger woman does not like her. She has always come across to Eloise as just a younger version of Phyllis Bradshaw. “Nobody says no to a glass of champagne,” Charlotte says with arms folded, standing between Eloise and the door. “Not even when they are dying from an infection.”“Well, I happen to take my doctor’s orders very seriously.” Eloise intends to stand by
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The moment that Stanley walks into his parents’ house and childhood home, he can already tell that he is about to hear something unpalatable. Maybe it is the way Mildred tells him that his parents are waiting for him in the living room or the way they are both seated in silence, looking at him as he walks into the living room.“Father, mother, what’s wrong?” he asks them.“Have a seat, son,” James says. Stanley takes a seat opposite his father. He cannot help but feel like he is on trial and his offences are about to be read to him.“From our interaction with Eloise at dinner,” Phyllis begins. “Charlotte and I have come to the conclusion that your wife is pregnant. Did you know that?”“Yes,” Stanley says, keeping his expression hard and unshaken. On his way, he thought about the possibility of this conversation happening and he has prepared himself to not express shock. “You do realize that her pregnancy is coming at a bad time for us, don’t you?” James asks.It takes most of Stanle
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“My mother?” Eloise shifts in her seat. There is not much that she has heard about her mother other than the fact that she died during Eloise’s own birth. Even when she was younger, her father never brought her up and Eloise had no other family that she could have gone to for more information. “Yes, dear, your mother,” Shirley repeats. “What about her?” Eloise asks even though she is terrified of the answer that she might get. It seems to her that all the conversations surrounding her mother seem to be one traumatic thing or the other. “Your mother is not originally from Blue Creek. I mean, I am but I moved away when I was much younger to the far west in California.”Eloise smiles in surprise. “You travelled?”Shirley smiles too and has a look on her face as though she is staring into the distance and seeing her youthful days. “Oh, I was the definition of wanderlust. From the moment I saw all of Blue Creek, I knew that I could not wait to leave it. So, I left and I travelled and st
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Stanley sits and listens intently as Eloise narrates what her grandmother, who is currently sleeping in the guest room, told her. Eloise is standing in front of him, pacing as she is talking. On his way home, he had been thinking of how he would tell her all the ridiculous things that his parents said to him, but when he got home, she had pulled him quickly and told him she had something to tell him. Now, he is hearing things about California and some inheritance. His whole day feels terribly like a fever dream.“So, now I am really confused,” Eloise says as she completes her rambling. “Let me get this straight,” Stanley adjusts in his seat. “You have a lot of money just waiting for you in California and you have to go there to get it.”“Yes,” Eloise groans. “What do you want to do?”“I don’t know.” Eloise sits next to Stanley. “What should I do?”“I cannot tell you what to do, Eloise,” he says. “It’s your decision.”“Oh, come on, Stanley! You’re my husband. Make my decisions for m
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Mary Lou quickly drops her bag to the side and goes to join some girls who are reading their lines. It has been three days since she started showing up at the theatre and she has since realized that she has absolutely nothing to worry about as far as Logan’s professionalism is concerned. So far, he has been nothing but an upright director towards her. Sure, he is lenient to her mistakes than he is to most people and some people already even call her his favorite, but who does not want the director to excuse them from constant tongue lashing. Logan does not talk to her directly the rest of the reading. The only times that he addresses her are when he does so to the group. At the end of the day, she is shocked when he comes to stand beside her as she is packing her bag and getting ready to leave.“Is something wrong?” she asks.“Come with me to my office,” he says and then walks away from her. Mary Lou thinks about what she could have done and why he is asking to see her in his office
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Eloise and Stanley arrive in San Francisco, their journey from New York via the Pacific Railroad finally coming to an end after four days. As they step off the train, they are greeted by the humid morning air of San Francisco, a city that instantly bares to Eloise and her husband its three most recognizable qualities - promise, excitement and the stench of poorly treated sewage. Above them, the sky is a brilliant blue, streaked with hints of light orange that can only be seen so early in the day, so late in the fall. Stanley holds Eloise tightly to himself as they walk off the platform. She does not know if his guardedness is because of her situation or fear of the strange city, but the gesture sends butterflies dancing inside her, anyway. All around them, the sound of seagulls calling harmonizes with the distant chimes of cable cars making their way up the steep hills. This usually mundane process makes for such a stunning view from inside the train station that Eloise stops for a f
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Eliza and Fay stand outside Mary Lou's door in their shared New York apartment, whispering to each other like scheming politicians."Should we knock on her door, Fay? It's been three days since she last came out," Eliza murmurs, her eyes darting nervously from Fay to the closed door. "The only reason we know she's still alive is because of those hourly outbursts of absolutely unladylike profanities."Fay frowns with concern, then whispers back, "We can't just leave her in there. What if she's really in trouble? We should open the door."“We cannot,” Eliza says, grabbing Fay’s hand just before she turns the knob.“Three days is enough time to let her wallow by herself. We have to step in before she hurts herself; Mary Lou would do the same for either of us.”Eliza sighs, her resolve wavering. "Fine, let's try. But if she gets mad, it’s on you."Needing no more encouragement, Fay tries the handle, but it's locked. Undeterred, they knock softly at first, then a little louder when there's
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Stanley grips the steering wheel tightly as he drives away from their home in Tribeca. The bustling streets of New York City quickly transition from the dense urban jungle to the more open, quieter roads leading out of the city. His mind is a whirlwind of thoughts, primarily centered on the man he is about to confront, Sebastian Flores. As he navigates through the busy traffic, he reflects on the events that have led him here. The revelation of Emily's orchestrated scheme to drive Eloise to the brink had been a shocking blow. But it had also brought to light deeper, more sinister undercurrents. Who else had been involved? And why? The questions gnawed at him, fueling his determination to find answers. The cityscape gradually gives way to the sprawling suburbs, with their neatly manicured lawns and tree-lined streets. The sounds of honking horns and the constant buzz of the city fade into the background, replaced by the more subdued hum of tires on asphalt and the occasional chirp o
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Eloise pushes the shopping cart through the polished aisles of the grocery store, each step echoing softly on the tiled floor. The store is brightly lit, with wide aisles that provide a clear view of the meticulously arranged shelves, As she moves toward the bakery section, the comforting aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries wafts through the air, mingling with the faint scent of coffee brewing at the nearby café. Soft, soothing background music plays with the murmur of other shoppers discussing their purchases or catching up on their day. Eloise pauses by the dairy section, scanning the neatly arranged rows of milk, yogurt, and cheeses. As she rounds the corner near the dairy section, she nearly collides with a tall, familiar figure. "Eloise?” the man exclaims, his voice tinged with surprise and delight. Eloise looks up, her eyes widening. “Thomas! It’s been ages!” Thomas Wilson, her old boss from the magazine where she first worked as an assistant when she moved to Ne
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Mary Lou sits across from Eloise in the living room, a cup of tea in her hands. The morning sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow on their faces. Eloise notices the contemplative look in Mary Lou’s eyes and even before her friend speaks, she senses that a significant conversation is about to unfold. "Eloise, there’s something I need to tell you," Mary Lou begins, her voice steady but tinged with a hint of uncertainty. Eloise sets her own cup down, giving Mary Lou her full attention. "What is it, Mary Lou? You know you can tell me anything." Mary Lou takes a deep breath to gather her thoughts. "I’ve been thinking a lot about my future and everything that’s happened. I’ve come to a decision, and I wanted to share it with you first." Eloise leans forward with concern etched across her features. "Go on." Mary Lou looks down at her cup, then back up at Eloise. "I’ve decided to quit acting." Eloise’s eyes widen in alarm. "What? But you love the theater! Actin
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The next few weeks fly by quickly but they bring a welcome period of peace for Eloise and Stanley, something they both now know is a rare find. Their home is a sanctuary of calm, filled with the gentle and seamless progress of daily life. The newborn's soft coos and the rhythmic ticking of the clock create a soothing backdrop to their newfound tranquility. For the first time in a while, they both experience what it feels to have a truly serene domestic life. Eloise, whose belly is no longer swollen with a pregnancy that weighs her down, moves gracefully around the house. She tends to their child’s every need and settles fully into her role as a mother. She accepts this role like an expert. Her face which was once marked by worry and tension now radiates a contentment. She often pauses to gaze out of the window, and in those moments, her eyes relect a quiet sort of happiness, one of contentment and fulfillment, as she watches the leaves which had previously turned into the rich hues o
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Stanley and Eloise stand at the entrance of Emily’s grand townhouse, their hearts pounding in unison. The air is crisp with the bite of the approaching winter. Police officers surround them and their presence is a comforting assurance of safety. Before they walk forward, Eloise looks to Stanley who gives her a reassuring look. The lead detective knock gently and after a short while, the door swings open to reveal Emily. As always, she is poised and elegant in a short black dress and black heels. Her hair is blown out and light so that the wind from the outside blows them freely. In her hand is a half full glass of wine which she holds on tightly too for dear life. When she sees those before her, her eyes widen in surprise. The surprise is quickly replaced by panic. "What’s the meaning of this?" she demands, her voice dripping with disdain. "Emily Flores," one of the officers steps forward, "you are under arrest for conspiracy, harassment, and endangerment." Emily’s composed facad
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The streets of New York City are just as busy and lively as they usually are but to Stanley, they feel distant and muted. The crisp air bites at his skin, a stark reminder of the approaching winter. The sky is a heavy gray, threatening snow that hasn't yet begun to fall. The wind whistles through the tall buildings, carrying the scent of roasted chestnuts from a vendor just a few feet away and the sharp, metallic tang of cold concrete. Stanley pulls his coat tighter around himself. As he walks, his breath is visible in the cold. The city's sounds—the honking of cars, the chatter of pedestrians, the distant wail of a siren—blend into a background hum that he barely registers. His mind is elsewhere, consumed by the revelations of the past few days. He thinks about the pieces that have fallen into place, the clues that led him to understand who is responsible for the turmoil that has gripped their lives. The manipulation, the threats, the orchestrated events—all designed to destabiliz
