𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇
Isaac Garcia was everything she hated, or so Amara Gaye Howard believed when she first encountered him in the wake of a devastating loss. Amara had once possessed the perfect life in New York-loving family, adoring sisters, and a sen...
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The room enveloped the trio in its warm ambiance, soft lighting casting a cozy glow as Jackie, Amara, and Grace huddled together. Skylar was busy jotting down notes, engrossed in the preparations for the silent auction. The collaborative hum of activity filled the air.
Jackie, taking a break from her notes, looked up with a surprised smile at the camaraderie surrounding her. "I didn't expect this auction to go that smoothly; everyone is much friendlier than back home."
Amara, lounging casually on her bed, responded with a nonchalant grin. "Everyone at home is just pissed for nothing."
Grace, perched on Jackie's bed, couldn't resist injecting a bit of excitement. "So when are we gonna take a break? Do something fun?"
Jackie sighed, her mind still tethered to the weight of the upcoming auction. "You know, if this auction isn't a success, Erin is gonna kill me."
Amara, always the instigator, flashed a mischievous smile. "So you might as well have some fun now."
Grace, seizing the opportunity for a lighter mood, came up with a playful game. "Okay, Amara, kiss, marry, kill... Cole, Alex, Isaac."
Amara laughed, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she pondered the choices. "Well, I'd definitely kill Isaac if I could."
Amara sighed, propping herself up on her elbows. "The deal is, there's no deal. We just... don't get along."
Grace raised an eyebrow. "Come on, there has to be more to it. You two practically radiate tension."
Jackie, always the more perceptive of the two sisters, chimed in. "Isaac called her 'Red.' There's definitely some backstory there."
Grace leaned forward, intrigued. "Red? Is that like a nickname?"
