Master Of Desires
Smiling, I looked away from the children to the south, and looked for the cell phone in my pocket, pausing the music.
Twenty notifications appeared on the screen. Messages from Kendall, calls from Tristan, Tyler, Kim and an unknown number that I made a point of ignoring. My fingers automatically passed over the warning, and the call was played in the electronic trash.
I couldn't contain the way my face hardened in front of the zip code. Connection from France, more specifically, my forgotten family. The first person I thought about was my sister, my beloved Lizzie. Red hair like mine, green eyes in a lighter tone, and slender body. What I had inherited from muscles and appearance, she stole
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