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"I don't even like you in any way!" Maybelline screamed, her voice cracking with fury. "If you think my little party was to settle our feud, then you're a fool, Penelope! How dare you do this to me?" Tears of rage welled in her eyes as her body shook with anger.
She spun suddenly, her gaze burning into the man beside Penny. The so-called madman. Osvaldo stood tall and steady, his golden eyes alive with fire. He looked healthier than ever, broad-shouldered, strong, with a faint smile tugging at his lips as if her suffering was nothing more than an enjoyment to him.
This man is supposed to be dead. He should be the one suffering not her.
"You!" she hissed. "You're supposed to be dead! Why are you still alive?" Her voice rose into a shriek.
