“Oh no. No way,” Max said as he began to piece it together.“Somehow you formed a connection and flooded her mind with your memories. I don’t think you gave her all of them, but certainly most. She knows everything now,” Philip said.Max backed off and moved around, his anger at his own stupidity built and built until he punched the wall with his fist.“Max, it was bound to come out at some point,” Liz said.“She’s right Max. Sooner or later ... it was just a matter of time,” Philip said.“But now she knows about us, what we’ve done ... what you are,” Max said.“It may not be ideal Max ... but it’s what we’re left with,” Philip said. “Let’s take her down stairs.”Philip picked up his wife and carried her downstairs. He placed her on the sofa and covered her with a blanket, letting her rest while her mind adjusted to what was inside it. Max and Philip stayed by her side while Isabel left to go to the kitchen and make some coffee for them. Liz and Michael stayed close to Max, both doing their. " Sandra answered while Julia let her shoulders hang low, knowing where this answer would lead to."Why do you always have to make so much trouble Julia?" Gabriella snapped again, this time looking at Julia and shaking her head."Whatever" Julia just muttered and rolled her eyes.This made Gabriella furious."Don´t you dare role your eyes like this and whatever me girl. This is still my house!" she shouted.Julia in return was fed up as well and to her own surprise yelled back: "Oh my god just leave us alone. I wish you would just go fuck yourself!"Suddenly the dark red crystal between her breasts started shimmering in a warm light visible to all 3 of them. After the confusion settled Julia expected to get kicked out of the house by Sandra´s mother but to her surprise she only saw another look of confusion on Gabriella´s face.Instead of reacting with anger Sandra´s mother just left without words. Then Julia and Sandra exchanged confused looks. The questioning silence was finally disturbed.
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