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50. MANIFESTO

~ Violet ~ Violet walked towards the dining room with heavy steps. She could hear the sound of people talking and laughing. Mostly she was hearing Dylan, Ivy, and Talia’s voices, talking about babies. She stopped before entering the room and took a deep breath. It wasn’t that she was dreading having dinner with her family and friends, but she was dreading having to hear from them about Damon not being there. They’ll probably ask questions that she has no answer to.  “Oh, Violet! There you are!” Ivy exclaimed as she noticed Violet standing behind the half open door. “Come in, we’ve been waiting,” Violet had no option but to step inside now. Inside the dining room, Barbara, Dylan, Ivy, Talia, and Luke were all seated. The maids were on standby and the food was wonderfully displayed. “Girl, I don’t know about you, but I have two mouths to feed and I’m starving,” Talia said with a giggle, gesturing for Violet to sit down next to her. Violet forced out a smile and went to her seat. Honestly

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