Genevieve. I try my best not to think about her or how I failed her, how I broke the promise I made to her father. That was the only thing Anthony Franklin had ever asked me for, to keep his daughter safe and I couldn’t even do that. Anthony Franklin and his wife Rita, were the only ones in this pack who ever saw anything good in me. They took care of me, taught me and showed me kindness where no one ever did. To the pack I was the dirty, homeless boy with anger issues and weird green eyes but to the Franklin’s, I was a child in need of a home, a home they gave me freely. I vowed never to let them down, never to let them regret taking me in but in the end, I broke my vow, I let them down. As I walk through the run down home of the only person to ever take care of me, I don’t see the walls blackened by the fires set to the home by the angry pack, I don’t see the broken bottles or the furniture, I don’t see the vulgar words written by the angry pack members, I see the small home where
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