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Shit

Bonnie’s eyes glinted "Could you keep us coood chap"

"No problelance at me

I hid my scowl as Marquise did as bade and perched his colossal bulk on a dainty carved chair I was surprised the tiny legs didn’t snap under his weight

"Noere we saying?" Bonnie patted her lips with a fresh rose

I didn’t kno she’d read e so perfectly, but it put o ofof i It was very i the end of the rose with sharp shears, she jabbed the stehtbasics If you’d applied yourself at all, you would know that"

My skin prickled Hemmed between Bonnie and Marquise, ed

Da until 10:00 phts before I’d even turned twelve I sewed e--I had no free tie in useless hobbies"

Bonnie swivelled in her chair Her eyes shadowed, cheeks powered white "Watch your tongue I won’t put up with such contu h I wanted to stab her repeatedly My eyes skittered to Marquise

Daed the pluhtened around the lily I wanted to crush the white petals and scatter them over Bonnie’s coffin

A coffin I’ll put her in

"I’ve long since given up trying to understand you" I narrowed my eyes, unable to hide uess what madness will do or not do"

Bonnie scowled

Her tiny stature sat proud and stiff; arthritic fingers tossed aside a newly snipped tulip and wrapped around her walking stick Never breaking eye contact, she stood froh every part of e to smash the crystal vase over her head

We didn’t speak as the distance closed between us For an old woman, she wasn’t bowed or creaky She moved slowly but with purpose Hazel eyes sharp and cruel and her signature red lipstick sht a lesson now that you’re in randson’s care"

Not if I kill hih as Bonnie circled around edmy knees, I forced myself to remain tall She’d lost the power to make me cower "It’s my hair, my body I can do whatever the hell I ith it"