“You can't possibly be serious, Roseville. You're joking, right?” I turned to her, a maelstrom of emotions building within me. Was she actually being serious? She had to be joking, right?I just stood there, frozen, my mouth slightly open as I gaped at her. My mind raced, trying to process what she had just asked of me, some outrageous demand that seemed impossible to pull off. I felt like I was being asked to conjure a storm out of clear skies, to twist reality itself to fit her impossible request.Yet there she was, calm as ever. She smiled, a knowing smile, one that carried a silent message I couldn’t quite decipher but knew I wouldn’t like. Without breaking eye contact, she reached for a nearby chair, dragged it closer with an agonizing scrape against the floor, and lowered herself into it. Slowly, she crossed her legs, folded her hands in her lap, and stared at me expectantly, her smile never faltering. She wasn’t just waiting for my answer, she was daring me to give the wrong on
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