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A threat

Andre’s POV

“ Phoebe! Phoebe” my voice rambled as my feet picked up the pace hurrying after her, her heels clacking on the tiles resonating through the air as I tried to meet with her steps.

“ What!” She halted, glaring at me. “ What exactly do you want? Let me guess” She placed a hand underneath her chin, staring hard at me. “ You want me to stay with her? Eleanor? What exactly do you take me for? A fool?”

“ That wasn't what I wanted to tell you” I swallowed, I didn't want her here. Not anymore.

“ Then? What is it?”

I stood, my eyes boring holes into hers as I tried to fathom how to put them. They might hurt, but she would get used to it. “Let's end this, whatever it is that you think is going on here, let's get it over with. Eleanor is the one I want, and she is the one I am keeping by my side”.

With hands placed on her stomach, she erupted into maddened laughter. One that I wasn't used to. “ What are you? A jester?”

“ Phoebe, I am serious” I deadpanned. “ I am so dead serious,
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