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LEILANI

The moment the plane landed, my nervousness intensified. Throughout the flight, I was so worried and could barely calm down. Malcolm did his best to make me relax. But then I couldn’t. I kept praying that we would arrive in New York soon. I couldn’t wait to lay my daughter to rest. I’ve been a terrible mother. Words can’t explain how mad I am at myself. But then, I’m here to make amends. After hours of tiring and exhausting flight, we finally arrived. Malcolm had arranged for a car to pick us up from the airport. The driver seemed to have been waiting for our plane to land, as he came to us the moment we stepped out of the plane. He got our luggage and placed them all in the car.

“Where to, sir?” He asks as we get into the sleek black GLC coupe.

“Any of my hotels around,” Malcolm replies.

I tapped his arm to get his attention to me.

“I don’t appreciate staying in a hotel when I have a house here,” I mumbled the moment he looked at me.

“Sorry, I didn’t think of that,” he a
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Wow so it happened all the time and I thought Lucian had something to do
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