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The blonde haired woman picked up her wine glass, and swirled the wine around in it. "Today's the day. I just can't wait!" She exclaimed, taking a sip from her wine. Across from her sat Quinn Cavat, a wine glass in his hand as well. "Me either." He replied in a monotone voice, and the woman couldn't help but laugh.

"Why are you so lifeless dear? It's just like we agreed! You let me go through with this, and she's all yours again." The woman leaned forward while she told him this, studying his facial expression. "Get out my face, Katherine." Quinn hissed, and she leaned back quickly. "Hey now, one more outburst like that and I'll have them snap her neck." Katherine snapped, slamming her wine glass on the table. Quinn could tell she was obviously extremely mentally and emotionally unstable. "Sorry." He whispered, and she began to laugh. 'Miles, please come soon. I hope you found my messages. I'm only hoping you'll know what to do.' 

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