All Chapters of SECRETS: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

~KAHLAN AND DAMON~“That’s not what I’m saying at all,” Damon replied softly. I stood up and made my way into the kitchen. It was time to clean up. Besides, the conversation that I was having with Damon had seemed to take an awful turn. Damon came rushing over to me, his large hands gripping me at the waist. I stared back at him, waiting for his explanation. “I’m saying there is a limit to talking about my sister. I mean she’s made mistakes, like you, like me and everyone else in the world.” “So what do you want me to do?” I asked, giving a slight shrug. Damon’s emerald green eyes burned into mine, as if seeing he may be wasting his breath. “Pretend like I like her, pretend to be her friend?” He looked. “Just work on forgiving her,” he a

~KAHLAN AND JUSTIN~  Monday. God I hate Mondays. I had locked myself away from the world for weeks now and the thought of returning back to school made me nervous. It scared me. Not many people have seen me since the night I left the police station. How were they going to act towards me? What would people say? I had debated if I wanted to go to school today. Maybe a couple of more days at home would be good for me. My cell rang and I couldn’t help but to hope it was Damon. It was our second day without talking and I missed him, even though I was still a bit upset. To my surprise, it was Justin. We had finally exchanged numbers the last time he was here. I put the phone to my ear. Justin said one short sentence. “Come outside.” And then clicked the receiver. Lucky for him I was dressed, but I didn’t un

~KAHLAN~Classes seemed to be extra long today and in every class my fellow students found it to be alright to stare and whisper things behind my back. Today really sucked. I felt so out of place, like an alien. I actually missed the days when no one knew who I really was and didn’t know anything about my past. I couldn’t have that anymore. ~SANDINO AND JUSTIN~“Hey man,” Sandino said, catching up to Justin in the hallway after the last bell of the day. Justin looked over at his friend. Sandino had a look of worry on his face. You could tell because his eyes seemed to droop, his lips were still, and he slumped as he walked. “How is she?” Justin stopped in his tracks, looking over at the Spanish young man. He already knew who he was referring to.“Why don’t you ask her?” Justin asked. It seemed that a lot of people were coming to him about Kahlan, like he was the keeper of her secrets. Dino picked up on his attitude. “She’s not talking to anyone but you,” Sandino replied, sounding a

~MYA~When the whole family went out to get Chinese food, Mya decided to stay behind. Everyone looked as if they wished she would come, but Mya had some things that she needed to take care of. She crept into her father’s office to find the paperwork that her twin mentioned seeing. Surprisingly they were still there, in the second drawer down of his cherry wooden desk. They lay inside a yellow envelope; adoption papers, birth certificates, everything. How was she supposed to track down her mother? All she had was a name. Olivia Dawson. She let out a long sigh and then just decided to do an online background check. At least she could see what type of woman her mother was. ~BROOKE AND SANDINO~“You know what I really want?” Brooke asked, eyes big and bright as if she had thought of the most amazing idea. Her voice even went up an octave or so as she spoke with excitement. She had spent most of the day sleeping. Sandino had no doubt in his mind that when she finally awoke, she’d be hungr

~DAMON~Damon’s flight to New York was not as easy as he hoped it would be. His flight was late once and another was canceled. He got to the city of New York much later than he thought he would, but now that he was there, he couldn’t rest. Though he was beyond tired, somewhere in this city were answers that Kahlan had been searching for. Damon Meir now found himself staring at a motel door. Once he landed, he went straight to the bank and requested information on the woman who had set up the account. It took some convincing, but the teller he spoke with listened to his story. He left out most of the gruesome parts; in the end it became a simple story. A young girl was separated from her mother. This was the last lead they had on finding her. The teller fell for it. The man gave Damon a name, just a name. He was afraid of losing his job if the information was to somehow lead back to him. Olivia Dawson. He hopped from one known address to another. He had done so much research in the pas