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Then she rose to her feet and offered the woman her chair. Adeline Blair closed the door behind her and silently walked to the chair beside my bed. “I'm... sorry for your loss, Mrs. Blair,” I managed, and she summoned a faint smile in response. Ashley muttered her condolences, and Adeline gave a similar smile. I swallowed a knot in my throat. “How… did you know I was here?” “I have my sources,” she said softly. “And not even someone like Gunner Stiles can keep me from finding out the things I want to know.”

“I know your husband is handsome. But if you keep staring at him like that he won't be able to sleep. Hearing him Adeline immediately closed her eyes in embarrassment. She waited for him to fall asleep. When she noticed his breathing had calmed down. She understood he was in deep sleep. Now she can start her process. She didn't know if she could cure his legs at once or it would take days. Because she was new at this. She still doesn't know how to use her power and how much she can heal at once. She sat on the bed and held her both hands over his legs then closed her eyes. She used all her energy until she threw up blood. She was drained from inside. She didn't know if her power worked or sh

“Okay, whatever suits you best.” I connected my laptop to my phone’s internet and opened the one streaming platform that offered all nine seasons of Haunters. I signed up for a free thirty-day trial, still refusing to waste a single dime on Brandon Price’s boys band. “Shall we?” I asked, opening the episode list. “Go to season one.” “You want me to watch their first visit to the Manor?” “For context.” “Okay.” Watching Haunters with a bunch of ghosts turned out to be way funnier than I would’ve ever expected.

My name is Adeline Blackthorn, and this is my love story. THE END

Ashford intercepts us near the Monet, diamonds, attitude, the particular cruelty of women who have never needed to be anything else. "Well. This is unexpected, Albert." Her eyes sweep Adeline, inventorying flaws to discuss later over brunch. "And who is this lovely creature?" "Adeline Carter." I offer nothing further. Mrs. Ashford extends a hand weighted with rings. "How refreshing. And where is your family from, dear?" Trap deployed. Adeline tilts her head. "Queens. My mother's a librarian." The faintest suggestion of a smile. "She always said I was too curious for my own good."

He stormed out without another word. The door slammed behind him. I waited until the echo faded before pulling my phone out again. Still no reply from Adeline. She’d read it, I was sure of it. But she hadn’t said anything back. The little Canary that makes me even more intrigued. She wasn’t just some drunk girl who made a mistake. She knew what she was doing. She looked me in the eye and dared me to cross the line—and when I did, she didn’t flinch. And now she was hiding?

The car drove steadily on, and they finally reached the city's outskirts as per the location that Adeline had given them. When the car stopped, Grace saw several huge letters some distance away, and a bold theory began to form in her mind. "Ms. Wentworth, is this a cemetery?" Grace asked uncertainly. But this time, Adeline didn't try to hide anything. She murmured in assent, "The answer you want is here." Then, she got out of the car first. Grace and Xander followed closely, and the three of them climbed down some stairs. They kept going until they reached a point halfway down the hill, where Adeline stopped.

ADELINE The phone slipped from my grip but I could care less what happened to it. There was no coming back from this. There might have been a glimmer of hope if I was some famous celebrity who could flip over scandals with one press conference, but I wasn’t. I was Adeline, a mere gold digging commoner whose father had too much of a gambling addiction to be anything but a bum. Elena Archer’s exact words, not mine.

Reaching back into the recesses of my mind, I search for Adeline. 'Adeline,' I whisper weakly in my mind. 'I am here,' her voice and presence is weak within me. 'What happened?' I ask her hoping that she remembers more than what I do. 'I don't know,' Adeline's voice is fading softer and softer. 'But I feel myself fading away.' 'Adeline,' I call out in my mind as loud as I can but there is no response. 'Adeline,' I whisper again but she is gone.

She immediately grabbed Nina’s braided long hair until Nina’s steps were hampered. Adeline even pulled her so hard that Nina’s small body was pulled back, and then the woman fell. “YOU!!!!” As for Adeline, the little girl just stuck out her tongue. “Wleeee!!! I won’t let an evil woman like you go free! I will make you languish in jail!” said Adeline earnestly. To be continued…