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CHAPTER FIVE He moved towards her,and bethany begin to back away from him,she looked around that's when she realized what made the Salvador's run. She knew this guard from the orphanage, she just hoped he doesn't recognize her. "Who are you and what are you doing here?."He asked her. "I don't know."I said ,I could see him looking around if anyone was near. "Well, well what do we do with you now.?"he said slowly.

“What is it you want in return?” “Your silence.” “My silence?” He moved his hand to his lap and handed me a newspaper, letting it fall in front of me on the table and open up. The headline wrote: STEPHANIE GREENE SPEAKS OUT He threw a magazine on top of the newspaper, this one with a photo of a protest. It said: KNIGHTINGALE WORKERS ON STRIKE; FEMALE EMPLOYEES REFUSING TO WORK UNDER KNIGHT OWNERSHIP The next magazine had two photos of me on the cover, it was a photo of me in the hospital, all bruised and broken, then one of me holding my baby right next to it. In bold letters, the article title in the corner read: HOW SHE ROSE ABOVE IT ALL

The sudden increment in MDERNMUSE has caused a lot of uproar within the country, which gave me this opportunity. To appear on a show was one of the advantages of being a PATTERSON'S. The chair lady, who happens to be Kelvin's Mother, never missed a chance to appear on a TV show. With a few tips, I was able to manipulate the questions to suit my taste. Even when the question wasn't my priority, wearing a grin, I composed myself while rambling on and off on the answer, which I made Roseline, my assistant, form. She continued with her questions, which I found irritating, leaving me annoyed.

Bernadette – Badette – studied herself in the bathroom mirror. The edges of her curtain bangs were still wet with the water she had just splashed on her face and her fingers lingered under her eyes as she relished the cool sensation. Her brain was throbbing from last night’s tequila and her tongue felt like sandpaper inside her mouth. She focused on her eyes. They were bloodshot and their mascara was running. {Not pretty. Not pretty at all,} she thought to herself.

However, her heels always bore a different look. This time, her choice was dark pink. I turned my head to catch her lowering her hood. Bernadette's smile was aimed at Raffaele, and her playful words cut through the air. "Hello, love. Did you miss me?" Raffaele stared at her, his astonishment mingled with a simmering resentment. This was a secret shared only between Bernadette and me, concealed even from Milandro. I had positioned her as an undercover operative in one of the clubs, infiltrating Raffaele's world. She had drawn close to him, posing as the perfect accomplice.

"Kathleen Harn's." "Yes." "Did it help?" Betty considered the question honestly. "It helped me understand what I'm continuing," she said. "She was three days from the summit when Vane's father took her." She paused. "I'm twelve days out. I intend to make it." Arthur was quiet for a moment. Then, quietly: "You will." She asked Evander that evening.

She opened her mouth but closed it once again, "What do you mean? You are Orion's soulmate." "He has a Luna." The expression on Bernadette's face changed immediately, the corners of her lips turned slightly downward, and a frown formed on her forehead, "Who told you that?" Her voice was not filled with happiness anymore, she did not sound happy from my question. Maybe she was not expecting me to find out about this. But why? "Light and truth can never stay hidden even in the darkness."

"Really, Annalisa? You're defending him now? Have you perhaps lowered your standards, falling deeply for that monster?" "Watch your tongue, Calixto," I retorted, my voice laden with sternness, unyielding to his reproachful gaze. "I won't tolerate such disrespect-" A loud thud cut me off. I looked away from Calixto, wondering where the sound came from, only to see sage Bernadette rising on her feet. She had forcefully struck the floor with her scepter, capturing the attention of everyone present. It was as if there was a spotlight on her as she stood, eyes dancing around the room, and when her gaze eventually met mine, I literally stopped breathing. She stared at me with eyes that seemed to h

“Have you been in contact with this woman?” I eye him and his fellow officer, before looking down at the picture. And even though my stomach drops, I give little to no reaction. It’s Bella. “I’m not answering any of your questions without my lawyers.” He snatches the picture away. “Right. But you should know, Mr. Knight, that I came here directly out of respect for you. You have less than twenty-four hours to report to the station. If not I will seek out an arrest warrant and this will be an ugly experience for you.”

I chuckle sadly. "Then p-please-… Please, don't hurt me," little Valerie begs. "I won't because you're going to meet a charismatic vampire and call him Charming. He's going to be your saviour, your brother. He's going to put you on a sugar rush, and you'll pretend you hate it, but deep down, you love it. You're going to see Eldora. The beauty behind the chaos. There's going to be a witch. She's going to take care of you and share her wisdom, heal your wounds."