Malachi’s father narrates an event that I find highly unlikely but which seems to have happened.Malachi getting angry at Skye. Him asking her why she messed with his schedule and did what she did. Skye responding and saying she did it for him. She did it all for him. She wanted to show him that
She saunters into the room and every instinct in me tells me to lie. There’s no way I can deny that I was speaking to someone and if I tell Bridget about this… I really don’t know where that’ll put me.“Antonia?”She takes another step into the room, and from how she walks in, I can already tell she
Bridget doesn’t spend the night as much as I try to persuade her, so early the next morning I go to see my father.I know if I'm going to act on my plans for the fashion show then I need to get the Moon tears fabric sorted out. If I want to get that, then I will have to throw myself back into the fr
I take a deep breath and ask, “What is it they’re asking for?”My father chuckles and stares at the soft steam curling up from his tea, “Something impossible.” A concerned frown begins to line my face and I clear my throat lightly before I speak, “They do have something on you if they’re trying to
“Y’know sometimes I feel like you deliberately go after what might kill you.” I roll my eyes as Bridget’s words come in from over the phone. She sighs as she adds, “I’m literally having headaches just thinking about this Antonia, and you think it’s a good idea?”I nod because it is. It is a good i
Bridget is livid even though she’s smiling. “Can i see you for a moment, Antonia?”I can see the way her smile wavers, how it threatens to drop despite the fact that she’s doing everything she can to keep it up. I turn back to look at Lilly and give her a smile as i speak, “I’ll only be a minute.”I
Then her shoulders.Soon she’s trying to control her breathing, and i experience a feeling of pain course through me. Seems like she’s going through a lot, and i’ve been so focused on me and my business that i didn’t even notice it.“You’re stressed Bridget.”She nods against my shoulder. There’s n
Malachi has a little bit of red on his cheeks and his face looks like it could have seen better days.He’s not as clean shaven and knife-jawed as he was before. His presence is like a living, breathing thing with us in the room, and it engulfs every bit of space it can find.The hall we’re in is fai