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Louise's face briefly flickered with emotion, but she quickly pulled herself together, bowing her head slightly. “I
understand, Chesney,” she replied, her voice low.
Chesney scowled, setting his pen down with a huff. “Elyse is unbearable these days. She’s beca thorn in my
side. Edward dotes on her so much; she’s a hindrance.” He paused for a moment, his frown deepening.
“Sometimes, | wish she'd just vanish—Ilike be kidnapped or something. Maybe then Edward would finally cut her
loose.”
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Louise held her tongue, her face an unreadable mask.
Irritated by her silence, Chesney waved his hand dismissively. “Alright, enough standing around. Go on! Handle
what you need to.”
“Okay.” Louise turned and left without another word. But once in the privacy of her bedroom, she collapsed onto
her bed, covering her face with her hand, her lips pressed into a thin line. An unsettling mix of emotions churned
inside her—a quiet sense of frustration she couldn't quite pinpoint.
Four hours later, Louise and Elyse arrived at the concert hall. Elyse, noticing the tightness in Louise's face, asked
softly, “Didn't sleep well, did you?”
Louise glanced at her, catching the concern in Elyse’s eyes. She shook her head. “No, I've just got a lot on my
mind.”
Elyse nodded, sensing there was more but choosing not to press further.
At the concert hall entrance, Elyse balanced her violin case in one hand and lugged a large bag of clothes in the
other, while Louise followed beside her. Neither noticed Mabel standing by the roadside, waiting quietly.
Mabel, with a cigarette dangling between her slender fingers, lazily replied to a message on her phone before
taking a deep drag. She had never been one for smoking, but ever since Elyse had torn her family apart, stress
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Now, nicotine was her way of dulling the edges. Her mind drifted back to her high school days—when everyone
around her was obsessed with clubbing, drinking, and smoking. Giving in to peer pressure, she had bought her
first cigarette, intending to try it at home.
However, Elyse had discovered the cigarette, snatched it from Mabel’s hand, and tossed it aside, scolding her
fiercely and forbidding her from smoking ever again. Back then, Mabel had hated being told what to do.
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Defiant, she bought another pack, only for Glenda to catch her this time. She had always suspected Elyse had
ratted her out. Mabel took another puff, staring at the glowing tip of her cigarette, lost in the haze of memory.