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He beat me to it. “Did something happen?” he asked, crouching beside me. “Did you fall again?” Then he turned to me directly. “Are you okay? Did anything happen while I was gone?” He looked like he blamed himself for stepping away, even though he had no reason to. I forced a small smile. “Thank you for your concern but I’m good. Nothing happened. Abuela just wanted to check on my leg.” “Oh, okay.” Kellan nodded, relaxing a bit. “That makes sense. Abuela is a healer, the last of her kind, actually and she’s really good at what she does.”

" A commotion inside the house attracted Abram attention making him walked deep with a smile but faded quickly. " Who are you? And where is mother." His voice was chilly scaring the other person who jump in frighten. The person remove her black hoodie covering her face revealing a slime pale beauty with long curly green hair and watering green eyes. Abram heart skip a beat and was beating faster. " Please don't harm me!" (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠) " My name is Anabel, * peeking at the scary man expression* the woman who once leave here took care of me, but who are you sir? ."

So, Aaban would drive the nails in with the butt-end hammer of his survival knife, and he would plunge the knife’s serrated blade straight back into his own celestial-soaring heart. Then, all would be well, and well again. Aaban had telephoned his mother, Islamorada, to hear her voice one last time. He had assured her everything was fine here with his new sponsor family in this new land, telling her not to worry, that he loved her very much and that both she and father would be so proud if—

But I will apologize Me: so you're gonna stay on your own now? He nodded and I smiled, not because I was happy but because I imagined the burnt offerings he would be offering to his stomach everyday Anibe: don't worry. I'll learn how to cook, but for now I'm eating out I laughed out Me: you read my mind Anibe : and I ain't bringing no girl home. It's time to prove old pappy wrong Me: dad ain't that old Anibe : he's 47. That's old. He's 27 years older than me

Abelard clenched his fists, then said smilingly, “Your request is a bit too much. How does a hundred cores at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation?” James sneered, “It’s too much? You injured me, my friend, and his wife. Additionally, you kidnapped my wife and plotted to kill me. Your goal was to ensure my soul was obliterated and that I could never reincarnate. And you’re saying kneeling is asking for too much? “You’re supposed to be upright and righteous powerhouses from prestigious families, so why the double standards?” Abelard was speechless and could only look to Rebella. Rebella retorted, “It’s not our intention to kill you. It’s your fault—”

"Wao, Alex, this is... Wao!" Abbie looked at everything in surprise, she could not decide which room to direct her attention completely. “Do you need something?” I turned to see a man in a black chef's suit, I assumed it was a professor. "I have a meeting with Louis Anderson,” I said on guard. As soon as he smiled, I knew this had been a bad idea. "That's me,” he said with an English accent. Shit. His eyes sparkled with interest at the sight of Abigail by my side.

Ruby calls out now heading back to where she came from, without acknowledging anyone. Meanwhile, Alexandra turns to Ana, knowing Ruby could be dramatic most times. She practically forgot it on the bathtub, she doubted it was in any danger. "I wanted to apologize for the other day, will love us to have a fresh start," Ana says, staring back at Alexandra who seemed like she could see through her. She hated Alexandra's guts, but she believed if you wanted something so badly, you should try to tolerate, the useless things surrounding it. And now, Alexandra was the useless item.

Thankfully, they were all too caught up in their argument to notice what I said. Anna cracked her knuckles. "So you think I'm bluffing. Can you guess what happens to people who think that way? They usually get the shock of their lives. Okay, then. My parents will be here tomorrow. I will make sure you both lose your jobs in this school and you won't be coming back. Next time, you won't mess with anybody else. You just can't go about abusing your authority as adults and I prove that to you tomorrow. Just wait, calm down and you'll see why my name is Annabelle Ameera Siromani. I do not make fake promises, my people."

I said, making her shake her head. Anya’s expression tightened. “You are defending her again.” “I am using her correctly.” I said, making Anya’s eyes widen in surprise. “She will wither in the kitchen or she will grow stronger when no one is watching her.” “She is not a weapon.” Anya said, shaking her head. “And I intend to break her, not mold to be something strong.” “Again, you are underestimating her,” I said, winking at Anya who shook her head at me. “My office will teach me what she does when she thinks she is trapped.”

Abel adds and she nods. ##########