Twenty four

Madame Sharon kept pacing anxiously around her sitting room looking like her life was about to come to an end. There was a tension in the room, a moody tension that made it seem like they lost someone or they came back from a burial.

Hermione was just on a single couch with her gaze downward as she thought about her life, not just her life but so many other confusing things that she can't seem to put together. Mainly about her husband, Dylan.

Madeline just sat on the long sofa looking at them and shaking her head with a smile on their faces. It's like they rattled the cage of a sleeping giant. They did rattle the cage of a sleeping giant. They've got someone so angry that they now have a lot to pay for.

Madame Sharon stopped pacing and she placed her hands on her head like someone tasked with the greatest impossible thing. "What…what are we gonna do?" She uttered with a shaky voice, her eyes were watery.

She heaved out a shaky breath and looked at Hermione, her partner-in-crime. "We h
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