It has been three weeks since I felt my world spin on its axis, and crash around me. How much stress can a girl take? Firstly, my mother dies. Secondly, my memories came back, and the force of it was so crippling, I thought I would die. The last straw for my emotional turmoil is finding out that not only did my mother murder my sibling but my best friend along with their family. She did herself well, she bloody betrothed me to the dark wiccan family down the street! A family I have never liked! That father used to creep me out. He always watched me like I was a savory dish.Their son, Hank! Oh god, he was hot but, I always thought he was an asshole. He struck me as pompous, and conceited. He always reminded me of the honors kids in the school which I attended. I have never been able to stomach associating with their lot. Now, I fully remember him, more recently as well. The day he was my avenging angel, the night when he found me nearly murdered by those hooligans, the dinner we share
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