What Have I Done?

Aria

After finding out all I needed to about this so-called quaint community, my blood started to boil. The rage just possessed me and it was all-consuming.

I left the library in a daze. Everything seemed to be so surreal and I was having a hard time composing myself.

I am now just pacing up and down in the house unsure of what to do next. I have tried numerous times to reach Henna, but it seems she has no interest in picking up my calls. The frustration just adds fuel to my ever-growing rage.

I have many questions but there is no one to ask. Who was that female who spoke right into my mind? What is her intention? How come I never once saw that section all the times that I have been to the library?

I grab a cushion from the sofa and scream right into it. I cannot believe how my life just turned upside down. I remember being overjoyed to leave the South and come over to the West. My first impression of Hartland was quite good. However, we had to leave our very first home because of a