I hated it.I hated him, but I knew this was my only shot out of this hell hole. Mum was dead, I had nothing left here, nothing. I was a fucked-up nuisance, and no doubt the landlord would kick me out as soon as the day is over,i had no friends, not anymore.So I accepted Lyon Stone’s offer, even though it was with a heavy heart.I was currently in a car, having flown out of America by midnight, landed in Canada, and was on transit to this new home in the East…Lyon and I hadn’t spoken a word, not once…But I could see his glances at me, and his frowns, and I knew it was mostly because of the streak of red in my hair and my gothic look, a look I particularly went for.Mum had hated it.Hated that I was like this, this broken vase she couldn’t fix no matter how much she tried.And her loving me doesn’t mean I got to change anything about myself, not even my look…Suddenly, after spending more than twelve hours passing through so many forests, we stopped at large gates, so large one cou
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