VICTORIA POV
I force myself to remain calm when I leave Moira’s home. I smile. Tell her that I’m heading back to the Wraith to get a massage and speak to a stylist in the salon. She kisses my cheek, tells me to make the most of Caleb’s absence and pamper myself to my heart’s content. Abigail is playing video games with Emily in the den, and I don’t disturb her. If anyone would be able to see through the smiley façade, it’s Abigail.
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