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serena closed the door, watching macK disappear into the distant lamplight through her tinted windows.

as soon as he was gone tears began to well in her eyes, as she slid down against her kitchen cabinets and sat her back against them.

his comment about fernando really hit where it hurt. how could she be so stupid and selfish and lie to fernando about her role in the organization? how could she be so okay with saying the exact opposite of what she was going to do right to his face?

she shouldn't have called billy eppler or followed through with the mets. she should've talked to erik, peter, and aj and figured this mess out.

that was when a tiny glimmer of hope hit her.

if macK had the courage to face her after all the awful and vile things he'd done to her, she could face fernando for the awful and vile thing she'd done.

it was only ten o'clock. the dinner around the diamond gala wouldn't end until two am, meaning there was still time.

serena felt like she was in a cliche romance movie as she rushed up the stairs and began peeling her entire closet apart for a dress to wear.

the girl hesitantly settled on a light blue strapless mini dress, with accents of pearls and sparkles across the hem and neckline.

she ran the beach waver through her angel hair carefully, accenting her mermaid strands with a side braid afterward.

nervously, serena clipped her silver earrings and jewelry on. she was always a hope for the best sort of person, but it deathly scared her that fernando was gonna be so pissed off with her he wouldn't even hear her out. honestly, if she was him... she wouldn't either.

s grabbed her white clutch bag and silver heels from off the counter, then gave finny a little pat on the head as she ventured to the door.

with one last exhale, she left her townhouse.

with one last exhale, she left her townhouse

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