Three Blind Mice
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✨COMPLETED✨
WRITTEN BY KIT WALKER
"Mark my words, Margaux Dupont, you will pay for this."
China and Renee marched off, towing Hannah in between them as she continued to mourn a shirt that was only truly decent. Meri slithered over to me as soon as they were gone. She held a napkin out to me since I had also ended up covered in Hannah's beef stew.
"Are you okay, Margaux?" She asked, fear and concern lacing her words as she watched the door that the three girls had just left through.
I think she thought they were going to come charging back through with axes and baseball bats in their perfectly manicured hands.
"Yeah," I replied, accepting the napkin from her and swiping carelessly at the front of my top.
It was an old one anyway. Meri frowned as she watched me.
"Just be careful, Margaux. You don't want to get on China's bad side. She has connections, you know," Meri finally said.
I smiled, "don't worry, Meri. They won't do anything to me."
"I hope you're right about that."
I wish I had been.
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