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A slight crease appeared in her brows as Christel watched her mother walk past her for the tenth time. Her mother had been pacing the room for so long Christel had sunk in her own thoughts, even forgetting that she was there.

Now that her mother just walked right past her, she was drawn back to the restless action. Her eyes followed the woman for some more time before she sighed.

This was her fault. Actually, it was everyone's fault, but her mother would never own up to hers. Across the room, Jane sunk further in her seat the more their mother paced around.

Suddenly, the golden haired woman stopped her restless action and shot a glare at Christel and her sister in turns. Jane shrunk further in her seat, and Christel lowered her eyes to avoid meeting her mother's.

"I can't take it!" the sharp, almost anguished voice of their mother cut through the thick silence that had enveloped the room for a long time now.

Christel sucked in a sharp breath. This was it. Finally, her mother would
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