Hello everyone, thankyou so much for reading and the patience. As much as I wish I can give you all more than one chapter at a time, it is extremely difficult as I have a lot going on. 🩷
JAI. I can feel someone running their fingers through my hair, and it feels pleasant and soothing. I know exactly who it is and I’m enjoying it. She sighs softly, sounding troubled, but her hand doesn’t stop combing through my hair. Mmm, how did I get lucky to have such a treat from her? “You’re
She stands up, avoiding my eyes, and brushes her hair back. She’s acting weird… “I’ll go get you something to eat and drink. And then give you some medication for the pain.” She turns away, and I grab hold of her wrist. “Val…” She looks down at me, her eyes sparkling with emotions. “I forgive
Gerard… that bastard. I will kill him, I plan to. Once the antidote has been administered to Sia, I will turn on them. They probably are expecting me to do so, but tonight I fucked up. I was meant to leave… but I couldn’t. I’m going to have to… I knew of the rogues’ allegiance to the Sable. Afte
SEBASTIAN. The sound of the shower running fills the room and I sit on the bed, running my fingers through my hair for the hundredth time. How do I do this? There’s no time left… I have to leave her… Standing up, I leave the room silently and walk down the hall to the children’s room. The light
“Baby, what is it?” she asks softly. “Nothing, relax. Why are you so worried?” I ask, reaching up and brushing the wet locks of her hair back. She’s wearing the shirt I had discarded not long ago. Her eyes flutter shut as I run my fingers down her neck. Her face is make-up-free, and she looks brea
ZAIA. I pull on my jacket, glancing at the unmade bed. Sebastian had left early and I’m about to leave for Dad’s pack. Since I’ve awoken I feel uneasy. I know something isn’t right at Dad’s pack and although I have taken every precaution possible, I still feel on edge. Am I missing something vita
I keep my pace steady as I slowly make my way to the doors to unlock them with my key, placing the bags down first, with my hand on my hip, just as I have seen our housekeeper do for years. If someone is watching us or has cameras, I can’t let anyone suspect us. Almost inside… This place is heavil
Standing up, I strip out of several layers of clothes and ready the gun I’ve brought. Just in case. I need to get Mom out of here, but I don’t trust using my phone not knowing who I can call. Who is close enough to come to my help? Dad’s strange message is now making me worry about him, too. What