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Power:
Power: Helena stared at Annie. Deirdre glared at Annie. The scene could’ve gone on for some time, but the tension broke by the tinkle of a small bell. “What’s that?” Helena asked. “Sigmund telling us we have guests, we need to join him in the salon.” Helena understood Deirdre wanted to say more but chose not to. “Annie, we need to head upstairs. Want to come with us or stay down here?” Helena asked. Annie made a motion with her head, she would join them upstairs. “She can’t—” “Yes, she can, she saved my life several times already. We will discuss this later.” Deirdre raised her hands in defeat. “There is a time and a place for everything, and when we discuss this we will need to be alone and had a different time, but we are going to discuss this.” The trio headed up the stairs, Hel
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