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Nala Breakfast was as strained and uncomfortable as dinner. Raya sat with Xander, and aside from the obligatory morning pleasantries, we didn’t engage in any meaningful conversation. Ronan attempted some small talk with me, but I wasn't in the mood for it. I was simply counting down the moments until I could change the money I had taken and leave this place for good. I stood up to leave. "Where are you going?" Xander asked, his tone more commanding than inquisitive. I considered a sarcastic retort but decided against it. There was no point in antagonising him further. I was leaving anyway. "Back to my room," I replied, my voice carrying a note of defiance. "Sit," he instructed firmly. I knew resisting would be futile and embarrassing, especially in front of Raya, who seemed to have c