I can easily decipher the emotion i’m seeing in his eyes now. It’s regret… and shame. “I’m sorry i couldn’t do anything to get you out of the hospital, Antonia. Grandfather was meddling again, and this time, he made a threat i couldn’t ignore.I had to stay out of it.”Tieran expresses shame the wa
Work“Is there anything i should know Bridget?”Bridget’s brows furrow in confusion and her eyes tell me as much. I gesture to my dress and see it click in her eyes. She jumps from the chair and snaps her fingers, “Oh right!”I know she’s going to go hunting for her tablet. At the dumnbfounded look
~Malachi.~It’s been fourteen days since Antonia left the hospital.Fourteen days since i agreed to letting her go because it portrayed a better judgement.It’s been fourteen days since i learnt the reason she’s become so bold too.Fourteen days, and i now see her name on every broadcast and every b
What do they call those people?”Ian answers cheekily, “Hitmen? You don’t have to get someone else to do the hitting. You could hit on me all you like baby girl.”Bridget makes a puking sound and turns to me as Ian sets the car into gear. I raise my hands in the air and shrug.I will not be involved
My stomach begins to turn the closer we get to the industrial district of the city.I can understand that Malachi ignoring me has struck more than a nerve in just me alone, but going out of my way to get him to notice me feels like a bit of a stretch doesn’t it. I can’t even blame Bridget for this b
I enter the room full of big men in their expensive suits.The audience is slightly differrent from what i have become used to. Usually i’d be facing a table of middle aged men, but that isn’t the case here.I’m facing a slew of men much like Malachi, or Tieran.Bridget curses under her breath, beca
The meeting threatens to go on without a hitch.I can tell that there is a lot of dissent at that, because everyon has a sour look on their faces. CB distributions is something Cerebrus made from a coalition of like minded people, and those are the people seated at this meeting todayFrom the lot of
The anger that rises up in me is bright, almost blinding. It drives a fire into my bones, and i could say something….. I could tell them of how my father adored that whore, and how he wanted to get married to her but he couldn’t get married to my mother because of her social background. But to say h