#teresaflowers

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Teresa: What do you want?

Knox: You did this.

Teresa: Did what?

Knox: You started that riot. You killed my wife.

Teresa: I didn’t kill anyone. Knox, put it down.

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Knox stood back and watched as Teresa’s skin began to bubble and flake. Then, suddenly, there was nothing but a pile of ashes where she once stood.

She was dead. There was justice.

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Teresa: This man will do whatever he can to keep his power. He will lie, cheat and kill.

Knox: Blind accusations.

Teresa: What happened to your grandmother, Knox? What happened?

Knox: You don’t know what you’re talking about.

Teresa: I think I know exactly what I’m talking about. 

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The spell cracked against the fountain as Knox strode forward. Teresa grabbed her wand, ready to defend herself.

One. Two. Three. Knox’s spells came thick and fast, his eyes burning with anger. 

This was proof, Teresa thought, surely. If nothing else, the townsfolk would see what she saw. 

Focusing her energy, Teresa willed herself away. When the smoke cleared, Knox stood alone. 

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Teresa: This is not OUR world. The world we live in is governed by tyrants. DO NOT listen to this man. He does not have your interests at heart.

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Ophélie: This might sound...a little odd...but could you keep an eye on Knox for me?

Teresa: Knox? Sure. Why?

Ophélie: He just...I don’t know. It’s just a feeling. He puts me on edge, especially now that Melissa is gone. 

Teresa: On edge how?

Ophélie: Like...he really wants me to think he cares and is helping...it just feels...

Teresa: Off?

Ophélie: Exactly. 

Teresa: I’ll keep an ear to the ground. Don’t worry, I’m sure it’s nothing. Okay?

Ophélie: ...okay.