Another jolt of pain attacked Madelynn’s stomach and she almost doubled over. A trickle of sweat ran from her brows down her face. “Cecelia, he’s yours. If you want him, you can have him. I’m not stopping you.”
Cecelia didn’t believe her. “You really think I’m stupid? You think I will fall for your stupid lies? You’ve always tried to steal our parents’ love and now you want to take Oliver from me too? You think you’re all that!?”
Madelyn shook her head in pain. “Cece, you’re not making any sense. Please just let me out and we can talk.”
“No, no no,” Cecelia laughed. “You’re spending the night here. And no one is coming to save you.”
With an evil glint in her eyes, Cecelia dragged over the huge yellow sign that read “Restricted area- Under construction” and set it in front of the doors.
“Cece what are you doing?” Madelynn yelled. “It’s cold out here and a storm’s coming!”
Cecelia ignored her and bounced back to the hall.
“Fuck!” Madelynn groaned. They had all given their phones to the woman at the door because the auction was a private and exclusive one, so there was no way she could even call anyone.