EVELYN
I had finally gotten my head around getting a Cafe, and it had been really slow. While starting anything was ever easy, especially a business, my not giving it enough of my time had so much to do with the slowness in getting everything together. I guessed I didn't expect half the drama I had had to face since returning to Woodhidge. It had literally been one drama to another, one weird situation to weirder one.
Jeez, I need a goddamn break. I needed a little me time. A time where I could just go for a vacation or something; stay on a beach and read some romance. How I wish!
The good thing was that I didn't really need money. My late parents weren't exactly super rich or anything like that—at least it didn't seem that way—but you could bet they had some fat savings. Thou
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LUCAS George had gotten frustrated. . .I couldn't blame him, it wasn't undue. We should have met Declan, the Principal—and also my biological father who didn't know I existed—for help but I had kept pushing it. It was more than just being scared. I just didn't want him in my life, he didn't and could never have a space in my life and that was nothing but pure facts. . .to me, at least. I had grown without a father for all of my life. It wasn't easy, hell, it was horrible. Especially since I knew my Mum was lying to me about many things. I couldn't count how many nights I had wished he would come. I had created a fantasy where he was somewhere on some special classified mission doing stuffs many couldn't. . .like saving the world.
DAMON No one knew we had gotten into town. We had expected to arrive earlier but car troubles had other things in mind. “Why the f*ck should a rental have any issue? That's f*cking annoying, I should sue their f*cking asses!” Mason ranted. He was angry, that much was clear. But his anger had very little to do with the car having issues. He had been in and out of this mood since we left Landera. I guess being angry at everything was his own way of expressing his concern for Kelvin being missing, and also ‘cause our going to Landera didn't achieve much. “Just calm down, Mason, it's all fine.” “No it's not, rental companies should be more ethical than this, this is utter bullcrap.” I decided to allow him rant, he wasn't going to listen to anything I said in the kind of mood he was in. I left him and then headed home. Well, until I got thirsty for coffee and decided to hit the newly built cafe I spotted. Well, as pretty as it was, it wasn't yet operational. Some man that work
EVELYN Sometimes I think about life if I wasn't a witch. Everything will be so much easier. Not perfect, but way easier. At least, I wouldn't be scared that some agency could take my son and me to some stupid lab to do God-knows-what. “Okay, let me explain what is going to happen right now. I am going to ask you some questions and you will answer every one of them without any question or hesitation. You are following, right?” The short lady laughed hysterically. “That's not happening, no amount of torture will break me, trust me, I've gone through so many pieces of training and for so many years. Your magic means nothing to me.” The woman was really good at hiding how scared she was. This wasn't as easy as it sounded. “I believe you,” I said, whispering some words under my breath. The lady fell unconscious. “What's the next step?” Mason asked. “She has made it very clear that cooperating with her is, well, not happening.” “And we have to know all she knows,” Lucas added.
EVELYN “What will we do with her,” Damon asked. “We can't just let her go and can't keep her here forever, can we?”His thoughts were mine as well. Letting her just go off seemed silly and we couldn't keep her hostage forever. She was still a person after all. Luckily, Declan had an idea that was most preferable and most suitable for the predicament. He decided to compel her to go back to work as normal and tell whoever sent her that she couldn't find anyone. Meanwhile, she would be working for us and reporting to Declan as often as she could. Perfect this way. They all left a few minutes after we sent the lady away. Yeah, it was just Lucas and me in the house. As it has always been. We had a pretty simple dinner and went to bed early that night. It had been a long day. A very long one. Days passed and neither Lucas nor I addressed what happened that day. Honestly, we both tried to act like it didn't happen because talking about it brought only fear to us. “We need to talk,” I sa
EVELYN Okay, this was the kinda mother-son conversation I was always down for. C'mon, who doesn't like hearing about the love life of someone else— you feel all love in the air and it's amazing? Especially when it is teenage love. God! Few feelings can beat this. “So why not tell her you like her? Tilda is a pretty understanding girl," I assured him. “Trust me on this because I have been there. Always let your feelings fly, don't let them keep hurting you in there.”He shrugged. “She is a relationship, Mum, how can I tell her this?”“Hmmmn, let me see. I guess uttering the words will do.”He rolled his eyes at my comment. “She is dating someone else and they seem to be in a good place.”“Oh, I see. But what about you though? Are you in a good place?”He looked away and I could see worry written all over his face. This wasn't easy for him. I knew what it meant to fall in love for the first time. And that made me feel sad that he would never get to be loved back by his first love. Mus
EVELYN I brought the cup of freshly made coffee to my face, taking the aroma into my nostrils. Coffee was great, no doubt, but it smelled way better than it tasted. Karen had just made it— she was great at making coffee. I guess she had to since she was an addict.She was now sitting next to me and I knew she was about to drill every bit of information in my little head until my feelings were flying here and there. To be honest, she had the merit to do so. She had been my closest friend since I was very little and we had gone through thick and thin together. Of course, I had other close friends. But let's say, we were no longer close. Not everyone can forgive you for cutting them off for more than sixteen years. I couldn't blame them. Never had. “Eve, you know I am doing this for you, you have to think about your love life again.”I threw a blanket over myself and Karen crawled under too. “What is the essence, Karen? It is just drama, a lit bit of pain, a little more sex, and jus
TILDA Mum and I were going to a boutique downtown to go get some new clothes. New clothes? Damn right, I was excited. Yeah, I know. I have been through so damn much. From almost being molested by Clenk to almost being kidnapped by a total nutter. Yeah, the last few weeks haven't been too kind to me. There were a few good things that happened and like “motivation gurus” always say in such an intense manner, “concentrate on the positives”. While I was never a fan of these kinds of motivation write-ups, videos or even self-help books, I agreed with that. It never hurts to count your blessings. It never hurts to appreciate all the good things that have happened or are happening to you.The first thing that comes to mind was my relationship with George. So far it has been barely sexual, nothing beyond tight hugs and kisses on the cheeks. What was exciting was that I knew we were beginning to get along. Damn, it felt right. It felt perfect. He was very good at being a boyfriend and I c
P.S: Hi dear readers, just in case you were feeling uncomfortable that there will be sexual relations between minors depicted in this book, I'll like to assure you that it wouldn't happen and no detail of the said “activity" will be in this work. Thanks for your continued support. TILDA I was on my bike, riding to George's house. I had a lot on my mind. A lot of fears and uncertainties. Oh goodness! This was nerve-wracking. It felt ridiculous that I was riding to George's to go sleep with him. Yeah, me— Grace the stubborn little Daddy's Grace. But I wasn't that kid anymore. In a year, I would be an adult. A full-blooded adult. But that was only in the eyes of the law. As it stands, I considered myself one already. I knew sex felt good. I don't know how it would feel but it has got to be good. I have only seen animals “do it" and they always seem happy, I guess. I wasn't sure about chickens though. With chickens, it always felt like rape and was a sad sight to witness. “All is wel