This wasn’t happening. This simply wasn’t happening. She was supposed to have been going back to her place for dinner, and yet she was doing the exact opposite. Her heart thudded in her throat as she made her way through the pouring rain because of course it was. Mabel wrapped her cloak tightly around her. It was strange. This pathway she knew by heart, and yet of all the times that she made her way to Dory’s place she had never felt so anxious, so nervous. But she had to tell him what she’d discovered. He deserved to know.

Even once she reached his doorstep, she wasn’t able to lift her hand to knock. Staring at the handle Mabel knew what she was about to tell Dory would change both of their lives forever. With her cloak thoroughly soaked through, there weren’t a lot of other options other than to knock.

With a deep breath, Mabel raised her hand to knock and jumped when the door opened of its own accord.

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