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Now, she couldn't care less. After cleaning his wound, Jane led Drake to the bed, where he held her until he fell asleep. Jane lay awake, watching him until it was time to get up and work. It's such a shame someone so beautiful could be paired with someone so evil. She thought while caressing his soft brown curls. "I guess life isn't fair for either of us, my love," Jane whispered as she mentally prepared for her day. She slowly and carefully slipped out of the bed, reaching her secret spot behind the boudoir. She checked on Rick again before moving it. She pulled up the floorboard that held the bombs she had stolen. She took a couple and placed them in her apron.

Slowly as things was about to unfold between them, she remembered how his mood changed when he heard Catherine's voice. Rebecca still couldn't understand why Williams disliked Catherine and became eager to find out why. "I'll go downstairs and have breakfast." "Okay, Your grace!" Zita said. "Now Cathy, be a good girl for Zita while I go and eat. Okay, Love?" Rebecca said sweetly. Catherine babbled and smiled at her mother. Rebecca was pleased that her daughter was happy and left the two alone. She closed the door behind her and climbed down the stairs. She went to the dining room and saw that the table was empty.

Continue digging, his path is too rough to be clean," Cole said thoughtfully. **** Ben led Jane towards Lisa's room.The silence between the two was awkward. Jane felt a hollow in her stomach, she was uncomfortable. Ben's disposition was all professional. Shoulders high, strides straight with a don't mess with me look. "Here we are," he said and Jane knocked at her friend's room. She rushed in and both hugged each other. "What the heck happened to you? I'm sorry I wasn't around, I have a lot going lately," Jane said.

Red looked around, thankful there was some distance between them and the neighbors. Jane walked inside. Everything was gone but the dust and the memories. She knew Red was following her, but she didn't really care. She went first to the den where she remembered curling up on her father's lap as a child, watching the Rose Bowl Parade every year and cartoons every Saturday. Then on to the kitchen where she and her mother had made cookies and her mother had sometimes brushed long, beautiful hair. Even as a child, Jane had gorgeous locks. Down the hall Jane went, then stopped at a little room with a wooden floor. There was a plank torn up in the corner. It's where she had hidden her diary once u

’ Seeing, Grace in Zayden’s arms, Jane smiled and ran away from there to work on her plan. . #TBC

He curiously opened it and saw drawings. He laughed as he read through. It belonged to Jane. She spelled some words wrongly. 'This is Jane. I lofe myself and my family.' She painted herself on the first page of the journal book. David took a seat. He kept flipping the pages and reading. He laughed and his eyes glistened with tears. She was a vibrant young girl, so playful and fun to be with. David got to a certain page. He didn't understand that part. Jane had drawn a rough sketch of a man she called her Aunt's friend.

The Person steps into the room and the person is Jane. Jane: Hi everyone Stella: what's she doing here? Raven: just try and relax Caleb: what's going on here Raven? Zendaya: her face looks familiar, I feel like I should know you. Jane: Hi Zendaya Zendaya: now I'm sure that I actually know you. so where have we met or something Jane: I'm Jane, I'm Sandy's best friend Stella immediately snaps at Jane and tells her not to mention the name of her sister.

He grumpily replied. Without rolling her eyes, she bent down to untie him. Her mind was racing with thoughts. Was it her uncle? Would he go that far to kidnap the oldest son in the Romano’s family only to get to her?! He never loved his brother, then why did he want to avenge him by killing her? After finding her new home address, he was able to kill her at anytime he wanted. At work, when she left home or even when she was inside her house sleeping her traumas away. What was it then? Why had he not killed her already? What did he want? Was there something that was stopping him? What or who could it be? She had to know so she could take advantage of the situation and take that thing preventi

Ben appeared and bowed a bit. "Young Madam is back." He said. "Hello, Mr. Ben." "How was school today?" "Educating yet stressful. I need to take a nap." She said and continued climbing the stairs. Ben said no more as he watched her exit his presence. Jane entered her room and shut the door. She really missed it but it was worth the sacrifice. Allen would not be back until late in the evening. She dropped her bagand climbed on her bed. While on it, thoughts about Allen filled her mind. All the plans and teachings of Charlotte...she concluded that they won't be coming into use, not anymore but often.