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"Hi, is this Celicia's residence?" the woman asked, her voice tinged with concern.Celicia's mind raced as she tried to think of a plausible explanation. She couldn't let this stranger know what was happening inside the house, couldn't risk anyone finding out the truth about Michael."Y-yes, this is Celicia's residence," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. "But she's not available right now. Can I help you with something?"The woman nodded, her expression sympathetic. "I'm a friend of Celicia's. I was just passing by and thought I'd check in on her. Is everything okay?"Celicia forced a smile, her heart pounding in her chest as she struggled to maintain her composure. "Everything's fine," she said, her voice faltering slightly. "Celicia's just... busy at the moment. But I'll be sure to pass along your message."The woman seemed to sense Celicia's unease, but she didn't press any further. "Alright, well, if you see her, please let her know that I stopped by. And tell her to give

As Sophia left the room to fetch a doctor and Daniel hurried off to grab some ice bags, Jack was left alone with his thoughts, his mind swirling with confusion and concern for Celicia. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Sophia's involvement than met the eye, but for now, his priority was making sure Celicia received the help she needed.Before Jack could dwell too much on his thoughts, Jack suddenly thought about Celicia’s reaction and as much as he hated this idea, he knew that maybe. Just maybe it’s better for Celicia to talk to Brianna about this. So here he was, picking Brianna from his house, and bringing her here and the Omega, of course was very panicked as she rushed into the room with very panicked eyes. "Jack, where's Celicia?" she demanded, her voice trembling with worry. "What happened? Is she okay?"Jack's heart ached once more at the sight of Brianna's distress, and he rushed to her side, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Brianna, she's here,

Michael's head throbbed as he slowly pulled himself out of his drunken stupor. His memories were foggy, fragmented, like pieces of a puzzle scattered across his mind. He vaguely recalled the sensation of warmth and intimacy, the touch of another body pressed against his own. But beyond that, everything was a blur.Confusion gnawed at him as he tried to piece together the events of the night before. He remembered someone visiting the house, a fleeting glimpse of a familiar face. But who had it been? And why were they here?As Michael struggled to make sense of his surroundings, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled over him like a dark cloud. The house was eerily quiet, the usual sounds of life and activity conspicuously absent.Frowning, Michael called out for Celicia, his voice sharp and demanding. "Celicia!" he barked, his tone laced with irritation. "Where are you? I need you to bring me some water."But there was no response, no sound of footsteps echoing through th

After Sophia's urgent call and their subsequent meeting, Jack, Daniel, and Sophia returned to their respective homes, each consumed by their own thoughts and plans. As Sophia settled in for the night, the weight of their discoveries weighed heavily on her mind. She couldn't shake the feeling that they were on the brink of something monumental, something that could change everything.Meanwhile, Jack and Daniel found themselves back at Jack's apartment, sitting in silence as they processed the information Sophia had shared with them. The gravity of their situation hung thick in the air, overshadowing their surroundings with a sense of urgency.Finally, breaking the silence, Daniel turned to Jack with a furrowed brow. "Jack, can I ask you something?" he ventured, his voice hesitant.Jack glanced up, meeting Daniel's gaze with a questioning look. "Of course," he replied, curious as to what was on Daniel's mind.Daniel hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Did you ever consider bringi

Jack sat on the sofa in his dimly lit living room, his mind consumed with worry for Brianna. Every tick of the clock seemed to echo the passing minutes of her absence, each one stretching into an eternity of uncertainty.He had called his associates, tasked them with finding Brianna's whereabouts, but the lack of information only fueled his anxiety further. Where could she be? What had driven her to leave without a word?As he contemplated the possibilities, a wave of dread washed over him. What if Brianna's disappearance was part of Foster's twisted game? What if she had walked into danger without even realizing it?The thought made Jack's blood run cold. He couldn't bear the idea of Brianna falling victim to Foster's machinations, not after everything she had been through.Just as Jack was about to reach for his phone to call his associates again, a sudden noise interrupted his thoughts. The front door swung open, and Leah, the maid, stepped into the room, her expression one of reli