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Back in the Whitlock's mansion, Vixen had just returned from the Manor's library, her hair was packed in a ponytail and she was wearing a sleeveless blouse tucked in her jeans.
She met Stephen reading a newspaper in the dining with a bunch of food placed in front of him.
"Angel, come let's eat," He said upon sighting her, folding the paper and featuring her to come forward with a smile.
"Am not hungry," She said, hastily climbing the stairs that led to her room.
She had been ignoring her father for days after finding out about the secret he kept from her, for some reason she still felt like there were more, more secrets that he wasn't telling her.
She went to her room slamming the door behind her with a bang. She lay on the bed, plugging in her headphones and staring at the ceiling, they looked as if they were closing in on her, and she realized that she didn't know anything about herself and by that, her magic.
