Karl carried Danielle out of the hospital in his arms. The doctor informed her that she would have to pay close attention to her ankle after the swelling subsided. Since she had twisted it once, it was easy to aggravate it and twist it again. She was going to hobble out of the hospital on her own
Judging by how Danielle stormed off stubbornly, Noah understood that she was truly upset. There was no use in him saying anything to her until she calmed down. He sighed and watched while rooted to the spot as Danielle walked into the school. Danielle felt restless the entire day. When Max found
Two men brought Danielle into the Whites’ resident courtyard and in front of Teddy, who was in a wheelchair. She hissed furiously, “Aren’t you something, Mr. White, to kidnap someone in broad daylight?” The two men dropped her, and she managed to land on her feet. Although her ankles were screamin
How was it that the man always showed up whenever she was at her worst? As soon as their eyes met, tears rolled down her cheeks. She lowered her head and wiped the tears away, but they would wet her cheeks again. Karl handed her a handkerchief. She took the handkerchief and pressed it against he
Around 11:30 p.m., Karl wrapped up his work and went to the window for a smoke. When he looked down, he could see the grass on the lawn outside Danielle's room illuminated by the light radiating from inside her room. He turned to glance at the clock on the wall, surprised that Danielle was awake a
She glanced at it and shrugged. “I don’t know how to solve it.” “I do. Do you want me to teach you?” She nodded enthusiastically. Karl then patted the spot next to him. “Come here.” Danielle shifted over and sat next to him. He set the book on his lap and picked up the pen she had been nibbling
When Karl went downstairs for breakfast, he turned to Dave and instructed, “Tell Ms. Wendell to come out for breakfast.” Dave informed him, “Ms. Wendell told me something came up at school, so she had to leave earlier.” Karl smirked. ‘Something came up, huh?’It could not be any more obvious that
“You mean the White family?” “Yes, she’s their bastard daughter. The Whites, for their part, have never let any news of them having a bastard daughter slip, and there doesn't seem to be much interaction between Ms. Wendell and the Whites. I’ve looked into her bank account, and it doesn’t seem like