CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT❥

~TEIGEN

"Come along Teigen" His mother motions him forward, smiling reassuringly to her shy little boy as he inches closer to the open door.

Teigen was unlike other boys his age. At 11, his mates in the town had begun hunting bugs, critters like rats and squirrels. But Teigen was different. He was quiet, reserved and timid. He hated socialising with the other town kids, mostly because they looked at him with beady eyes of curiosity and intrigue.

His peculiar violet orbs stared at his age mates, fear and anxiety tightening his irises. He was the only one in the whole town that had such color of eyes, none of his parents possessed such unique eyes.

He inhaled a shaky breath, watching his mother drop him off at the children's playground while she went to work at the town pub. The pub was always very busy, patrons swarming in and out like bees. Everywhere was hot, noisy and crowded all the time.

Teigen's mother: Geneva worked as the baker, she made all types of pasteries: from bre