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Evil thoughts.
Clarissa.. I paced my room, back and forth, my thoughts racing like a storm in my mind. The faint light of a candle flickered on the wall, casting shadows that seemed to mock me. My chest tightened as frustration and envy churned within me. How had it come to this? A mere few days were left until the Christmas event, and Ariel—Ariel!—had everything under control. I couldn't believe it. Fourteen days of celebration meticulously planned and executed by her? The decorations were impeccable, the arrangements flawless, and everyone in the pack buzzed with excitement. I could hardly walk through the hallways without overhearing their praise. The garlands, the twinkling fairy lights, the tantalizing scent of baked goods—it all screamed success. Her success. I stopped pacing, clenched m
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