Maybe he bid for it because he knows what it’s worth.I take a look at the man sitting in front of me and try to come to terms with that. That this man must have had some foreknowledge of the heritage of the Moon’s tears fabric, and that he engaged in the bid with me because he knew what it was actu
“I want 10 pairs of those jackets when they’re made.”I clench my fists in nervousness.I expected I would have to face something like this. He sounds sulky, and when I say I expected something like this, I mean I expected I would have to give something in return for the fabric. I initially wanted t
Malachi’s pov.The sound of static as the TV is turned on irritates me.~Hello everyone. This is the morning news on Channel 59 and I'm Nadia Donell. Today on headline news, Commotion at the Starlight Hall!At about 9 pm last night, a scene broke out at the entrance to the Starlight hall. One of its
Antonia’s pov.The feeling of waking up after being drugged is different every time.The last time I was drugged was in college. Someone slipped something into my drink, and you’d think that since I've woken up once before with such a severe headache, the second time wouldn’t be so bad, and it isn’t
Of all the possible things that could have happened.This is the one I least expected.“People are obsessed… over the dress.”Bridget chuckles and taps on her iPad. She hands it over to me and I take in the homepage of the social media platform. Bridget knows I can’t search anything or anyone up on
“Hey!”Malachi ignores me totally . He acts like I'm not even on his back and his arm isn’t clamping around my waist right now. My vision spins and I try to infuse some more fire into my tone.“Hey! What do you think you’re doing Malachi?”His response is acid, “What these incompetent fools should h
No one is allowed into my room. Malachi wasn’t joking when he said he wanted to keep a close watch on me. The same cleaner has been mopping the hallway outside for the past hour and a half and I think everyone can tell from the amount of muscle work he has going on, that he is not a cleaner.No one
I sniff, “I’m sure Malachi is bribing the whole hospital for this to happen. He shouldn’t have the power to mess with my life like this.”My voice wavers on the verge of tears but I push it back down. Bridget pats me consolingly and offers what I think she believes are kind words, “It’s not so bad