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Chapter 17

Ophelia

We drove in silence to Nova’s house, which turned out to be a cream-colored villa just a few neighborhoods over.

A sand-stone driveway, lined with neatly trimmed shrubs, circled the place. Pillars that gleamed beneath the setting sun stood in clusters around the patio, and within the villa itself. Gaping windows trimmed with gold showed a perfect view inside.

Where Lucille’s place was cold and sterile, this one was brimming with warmth.

Nova led me into her bedroom, which was easily the size of a modest apartment, and to a closet large enough to fit a pack of wolves.

From the canopied bed that sat against the far wall to the throw pillows on top, each one shaped like a little candy heart, everything in Nova’s room was pink.

“I know my style isn’t for everyone.” She said, her voice muffled since she’d vanished into her closet.

Slowly spinning in a circle to drink it all in, I shook my head.

“No, it’s nice.”

I’d never been one of those girls who hated all thinks pink or girly. I
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The pain seems to be from Hunter. Hunter needs to be addressed asap, somehow .
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