111\u2013The Matched Energy\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeline:\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou know, I\u2019m really sorry, Madeline, and I truly am. I know you\u2019re probably thinking I said the same thing last time, but trust me, it\u2019s not that I like hurting you. It\u2019s just that the way you speak to my mother, it hurts me,\u201d Yuvonne commented, carrying a fake smile on her lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We\u2019d finished dinner. The kids were already in bed, and now we sat in the living room, sharing a glass of wine.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sawyer sat right next to me, holding my hand so tightly that I had to keep the wine glass in my left hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter, on the other hand, barely spoke the entire evening.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had eaten silently, and now he sat alone in the big recliner with his glass of wine, staring out the window at the road instead of joining the conversation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yuvonne was the only one who seemed excited, sitting on the edge of the couch across from us, holding her glass in both hands, her elbows and forearms resting on her thighs, her hands stretched forward.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you\u2019re justifying your mother\u2019s actions then?\u201d I asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I hadn\u2019t even wanted to speak to her after what she\u2019d done last time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I hadn\u2019t wanted to invite her to sit and dine with us either.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But after Sawyer told me to stay calm and let him handle getting the chocolates tested first, I decided to let him\u00a0<\/p>\n
deal with it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knew Sawyer. He was calm and collected, but he also knew how to get things done.\u00a0<\/p>\n
You could never predict him, he was always unpredictable, even now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He acted like a good brother\u2013in\u2013law, charming but a little rude, maybe because of Baxter\u2019s absent\u2013mindedness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter continued to talk only with the children during dinner and avoided the rest of us.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, of course not. But yeah, I think both of you were pretty out of line during my engagement announcement at dinner,\u201d Yuvonne remarked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She placed a hand on her chest, holding the glass in the other before taking a sip, blinking innocently as she let Sawyer know her engagement dinner had been ruined because of me and my stepmother\u2019s bickering.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, your mother brought up my past, trying to shame me in front of Baxter\u2019s parents and to rub salt in my wounds.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I only stood up for myself. Even when I pretended to accept her apology, I still couldn\u2019t help defending myself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I noticed Yuvonne\u2019s smile faltered slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, let\u2019s just say I was the only one who suffered. Not only was my dinner ruined, but, well, Baxter broke up with me.\u201d She laughed lightly, trying to appear like the perfect victim.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen you should have told your mother to behave properly.\u201d Sawyer\u2019s voice broke the air, and I was sure he shocked her, her smile vanished instantly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course, I should have. Anyway, what are your plans now?\u201d she asked quickly, shifting the topic as if nothing had happened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
To The Mach\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was someone openly calling her out on her mistakes now, and she clearly didn\u2019t like it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSome things,\u201d he replied briefly, his words vague and distant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He didn\u2019t even bother to explain, leaving the room filled with quiet confusion.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat about you two? After the engagement ceremony, when are you getting married?\u201d Sawyer asked calmly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My eyes moved to Baxter, and I noticed how little he cared about what was happening, almost as if he wasn\u2019t even part of the conversation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But then he slowly turned, and our eyes met before I hesitantly looked away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, we\u2019re thinking about doing it soon. Probably a month after that,\u201d she replied, then leaned back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was a smile on her face when she met my eyes, and all I could think about was how taunting it looked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGreat, then I\u2019ll be back by then,\u201d Sawyer remarked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yuvonne began to nod.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI think we should head out now. It\u2019s getting late.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter finally broke the silence, and it was the longest he had stayed quiet, at least in my presence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I knew that\u2019s how he was with others, but whenever I used to be around him, he was always talkative. I guessed those days were gone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, sure. It was really nice having dinner with you guys. And thank you so much, brother\u2013in\u2013law. You reunited us,\u2018 \u201cYuvonne continued, her voice full of cheerful sister\u2013in\u2013law energy as she tried to build a bond with Sawyer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course. I mean, until now, I didn\u2019t even know I had a sister\u2013in\u2013law. I think we will. Our energies match. We\u2019ll make a good team. And we can gang up on these two whenever they don\u2019t listen to us,\u201d Sawyer joked. It was so unlike him, and I knew he was pretending to match her energy, but it was working.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked thrilled, rubbing her palms together, probably thinking she could get close enough to fool him about\u00a0<\/p>\n
me:\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was always her way, especially whenever any of my friends came around.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And by any, I meant the three alphas.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, that\u2019ll be great! Oh my Goddess, Madeline, you have the perfect husband. Okay, guys, have a good night,\u201d she said, standing up and walking over to give me a hug.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But when I didn\u2019t move from the couch, she must have realized it wasn\u2019t going to happen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Instead, she awkwardly tapped my head with her hand before walking away with Baxter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once they were out of the mansion, Sawyer exhaled deeply and slipped back into his usual cold, callous demeanor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, you match her energy?\u201d I taunted, though jokingly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI get it,\u201d he remarked, making me turn toward him on the couch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI get why you hate her. She\u2019s very hard to like,\u201d he added, sharing a glance with me before a faint smirk crossed his lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We both stared at each other in silence before bursting out laughing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
!!! The Matched Energy\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you two laughing about?\u201d Nina arrived. While I still had a smile on my lips, Sawyer seemed to lose his. \u201cNothing that you would find funny. Our energies don\u2019t match,\u201d he said, side\u2013eyeing me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
We laughed again, referencing Yuvonne. But I felt like Nina didn\u2019t understand, and she might have taken offense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The way her face fell made it clear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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