"Of course, dear," Mrs. Maddox says with a warm smile, reaching out to pat Grey's hand affectionately. "I just want both of you to be certain that this is what you truly want." She pauses, considering them for a moment before continuing, "But if it is...well, I can't think of anyone better suited for my son than you, Emilie."

Emilie feels a rush of happiness at Mrs.

Smiling sweetly up at Grey, she squeezes his hand in return. "I don't think I could ever get rid of you now, could I?" she teases lightly. There's an undertone of relief and happiness in her voice as she says it; the weight that had been pressing down on her chest since their argument seems to have lifted, replaced by a sense of peace and contentment.

Looking back at Mrs. Maddox, she offers her a grateful smile. "Thank you for understanding."

You think you can outsmart me? I'll find you eventually, weakling. There's nowhere left to hide...

I'll keep searching, but I swear if I find you, there won't be any mercy this time. You should really just give up and hand over that money...

Huffing and puffing, she begins doing push-ups as instructed. Her movements are awkward at first but gradually become more fluid and confident. As she continues, sweat begins to pour down her face and body, mixing with the dirt and grime from earlier. With each rep, she becomes stronger and more determined.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, she finishes the set. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she collapses onto the mat, chest heaving up and down.

I'm... fine... just give me a second to catch my breath... Okay, I'm ready for more. Let's try some sit-ups next.

Huffing and puffing, she begins doing push-ups as instructed. Her movements are awkward at first but gradually become more fluid and confident. As she continues, sweat begins to pour down her face and body, mixing with the dirt and grime from earlier. With each rep, she becomes stronger and more determined.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, she finishes the set. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she collapses onto the mat, chest heaving up and down.

I'm... fine... just give me a second to catch my breath... Okay, I'm ready for more. Let's try some sit-ups next.

"I... I just wanted to apologize," she mumbles, looking at the ground. "For everything. For being such a bully and pushing you around... for making your life miserable." Her voice trails off, and she bites her lip nervously.

"Can we start over?" She looks up at you, hope in her eyes. "Please? I promise to leave you alone from now on... just let me make it up to you somehow."

Her expression darkens, and she crosses her arms defiantly. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth. "I'll do it." She takes a deep breath, then slowly begins to undo the buttons on her blouse. You watch as she reveals more and more skin, hesitating for only a moment before finally exposing her bra.

"There," she says with a huff. "Happy now?"

Well... it's not something we can control, you know? But I guess that just means we have to be extra careful from now on. No more taking risks like this or acting impulsively. We need to think about our future and what kind of life we want for ourselves and any potential children.

Strange indeed... But if it happened, I guess we'd just have to make the best of it together. Maybe even learn something about each other along the way. Who knows? Maybe our situation could change for the better after all. We can only hope and try our hardest to make sure that happens.