All Chapters of The Untitled Love Story : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I leapt out of bed, shoving my feet into the first slippers I could find and hurried downstairs with Kaila right behind me. The word "Break-in" kept echoing in my mind as I turned to the TV and switched to a news channel, running my hand through my hair. My throat dried out as I recognised the officer being interviewed, it was the same man we always bought beers for to get a longer talk time with Charlie. He now had bruises on his face and one arm in a sling. Behind him, I could see the crumbled parts of the prison fence. A wall I thought would be practically impossible to bring down. Breaking into the prison yard would have required a medium-sized army, but if it was perpetrated by someone from the collectors, it wouldn't be a problem with half a small team. Kaila gingerly took the remote out of my hand to turn up the volume. _"...we lost a couple of good officers in the terrorist attack, but managed to keep almost all our prisoners. However, we lost five of them in the ch

I sat on the couch with Kaila right next to me, neither of us particularly thrilled to be entertaining guests this early in the morning.Even if those guests happened to be the kids of the woman who cared so kindly for me while I tried to piece my past back together.There was Anderson Morgan, the first child of Granny Theresa. He was a successful real estate agent who lived far off in California. He was also the sole initiator of the stone-throwing act that cut my sleep short, and he did not seem in any way remorseful about it.Next up was Rachel Fernandez, the second child and first daughter. She was married to some rich Mexican businessman. She shot Kaila and me an icy glare that we gladly returned. Being Granny's child didn't excuse bad behaviour. If I didn't know better, I would have believed she was Dennis' mother the way she stared.Last of the three present was Daniel Morgan, the third child and second son. He said he was a freelance artist who travelled around the world paint

A WEEK LATERWho would have thought planning a funeral would be one hell of a hectic job? Even after the job was split amongst four adults, Kaila tagged along with me on my errands, but it was mostly me doing the job.Granny's boxes had been picked up and distributed to only God knows where. Jacob and Melissa had been tasked with transporting Granny's body to the funeral home to be cleaned up and prepared.Granny Petra was in charge of sorting out the guest list. I think she took up just to make sure Anderson and his siblings weren't banned from attending the funeral.I, well, Kaila and I, were tasked with checking out the coffin which had been paid for by friends at the elderly home, and making sure it was safely transported to its destination. We also had to get the flowers, framed picture, and a digital summary of her life story - Kaila obviously handled the last bit.Anderson and co stopped by a couple of times to check on things, but we made it clear enough that their help wasn'

The question left me stunned long enough for Mr Harrison to put quite some distance between us. By the time I blinked myself out of the daze, he was already at the cemetery's gate, where he got into a black SUV that had pulled up.He lowered the tinted windows, flashing me one final smirk before the car sped off. I had hoped to get information about Charlie's location, but I ended up feeling worse about myself and confused about my chances with the man I love.Leaves crunched behind me, announcing the presence of someone else. For some absurd reason, my mind pictures me turning around to find Charlie, stylishly dressed in black with a sharp new haircut.Instead, I turned to find a woman who shared much resemblance with Granny, I hadn't had the chance to speak with her yet, though I never expected that she would approach me first."You gave quite the beautiful speech." Alina commented, kicking up some leaves."Granny was quite the beautiful soul." I replied plainly.As much as she had

"This cannot be happening!! You must have tampered with our mother's Will." Anderson growled, ripping his copy of Granny's Will to pieces."I assure you, Mr Morgan, these were your mother's choice. You can have it checked and investigated if you want." Mr Stanley shrugged.Rachel's eyes kept darting between Alina and me. All the ice in her eyes was gone now, replaced by shock and envy. I, for one, didn't care about that; my worry was for Daniel, who was the only one among the three elder siblings who inherited something."You!!" Anderson suddenly turned to me."Yes?" I frowned, shifting Granny Petra to rest fully in the chair so I could get up."You are disgusting." He scowled, getting up as well.That was the best he could do? Please, I had heard worse from people way more harsh and intimidating than him."Your point?" I asked with a bored expression.His nostrils flared as he continued glaring at me, like his mind was trying to piece together words for his lips to say."You must hav