Trapped in The Manor

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Fortunately, Gwen isn't exactly into relationships ever since the love triangle came crashing down like Wile E. Coyote with an osmium anvil. Unfortunately, there are more forms of love than just that, and Gwen could have sworn she saw her cousin: Ella. Always the lovely girl she is. "What the..?" Gwen softly muttered. What sort of mirage is this? Is this real, or is this a trap?

Dawn, in the meantime, turned around. She wasted no time jerking her arm away from whatever that was from the desk. (19)