THE STORE

HAKAN

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After her emotional outburst in the bathtub, I could feel Nightingale withdrawing from me. She probably felt embarrassed after crying in my arms. I didn’t mind that, in fact, it was actually better for her to start letting out some of the grief she kept bottled up since she lost her sister. Her despair was just because she was carrying too much burden in her heart and soul, letting it all out may help her recover her will to live.

Since she had no clothes of her own yet, she had to wear one of my shirts and a smaller sized sweat pant that was still too big for her. She looked adorable in oversized clothes, but because of the frown on her face, I didn’t tell her that. She was grumpy because I refused to let her have ice cream for breakfast. She needed to keep up a proper diet in order to gain some healthy weight, and binge eating icecream was not the way to do it.

Our first stop was a private hospital owned by one of my alias companies. I booked a VIP room and had the doctor a