Her Guardian Angel
She left the bathroom and headed to the closet, too tired to start searching her wardrobe for clothes to wear, Raphaella put on gray colored sweatpants and a shirt… She wore flip-flops and wore sunglasses to protect her eyes from the sun… the weather was no joke these days.
Raphaella stepped out of her bedroom, dragging her legs along the hallway… she greeted the bodyguards that were stationed in the hallways, she walked down the stairs, and joined her family in the dining room. Raphaella walked up to her father and kissed his cheek.
“Good morning, papa.” Raphaella greeted, trying to sound sharp.
“Morning, my sunshine. Sit and join us for breakfast.” Mr. Mendel said, going to pull out a seat
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