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I find myself sitting upright , listening intently to what was beginning to unfold. “ As I cried , I felt this magnificent power shoot through me. It was scary as I saw a flower shooting up from the pot plant of soil that laid barren on our balcony for so many days. I remember rushing to your father , waking him from his sleep to tell him what happened. As days went by , your father and I stayed busy at the library , finding any information that could explain what had been happening. Eventually , we stumbled on to the truth – I am a witch Rosemary , my parents must have been a witch and wizard.” I listen to her , flabbergasted. Witches are said to be evil and vile creatures , but here she is

I said, and Rick nodded as he walked to the center of the room and dropped into a chair. My fingers glide along the books as I read their titles. I pull one out, glance at the first few pages, and then slip it back into its place before continuing. “Hmmm,” I hummed as I squatted to see the books at the bottom. My fingers glide along the books, and my heart stops when I read one of the titles, “How to Reject a Mate and the Consequences that Follow.” Slowly, I pulled the book from its slot and flipped through a few pages.

For these brothers, my body seems to be insatiable. I can’t seem to get enough. I want and I want, and I want and I want. What a selfish woman I am. A knock sounds on the door, and, with my mind in a haze, I can’t react fast enough before Steven enters and sees me holding this book.

The book that she handed to me piqued my interest. ‘The Art of What-if’ “Something that very few people know about me is that I carry a rare genetic disorder that makes it nearly impossible to conceive, and if someone with it does, then they run the risk of passing it onto their pups. I had always wanted to be a mother, and I felt like my heart was shattered when I was diagnosed. My grandmother gave me this book, and it changed my entire viewpoint. There was an infinite amount of ‘what-if’ scenarios. Instead of focusing on them, we need to ask ourselves ‘what if I don’t’ and that answer often times provides more clarity than any other line of thinking. I want you to read at least the first t

Zee said gripping my shirt, “Yeah, I’m with you there” I whispered, “Mum, for fuck’s sake, what are you looking for?” “A book” she snapped, “Yeah, I can see that, now will you tell me why you're going crazy?” “I'm not crazy, I know that I saw it here somewhere” she muttered, “Ah yes” she cried.

"How to Win and Argument Without Throwing a Punch." I exhaled through my nose hard. "He never finished that one..." She slid her finger to the next. "Betting against Rowan Pierce: A Historical Account of Poor Decisions." "That one..." I said, rolling my eyes, "He actually wrote..." "Of course he did." Savannah flashed a grin and kept scanning, "The Alpha's Bad Moods and How to Survive Them." I stared at her, my eyes flicking to the shelf. "That book doesn't exist." Savannah pulled it out, tapping the cover.

Who am I supposed to tell my worries, my what-ifs, and my achievements to? I don't know anymore. Out of all the bad people in this world... Why did it have to be my parents? They're my life. My everything. But in the blink of an eye, I lost them. Not one... But both of them. SOMEONE POV “We've finished the job you asked us to do, Sir.” A smile spread across my lips. “I'll transfer the remaining balance to your bank account. Make sure no one knows about this.” I ended the call.

I inwardly scoffed, I guess I am a bad liar. A/N: Hi everyone! Feel free to check it out, my other book "Me & Mr.CEO." It is already complete and I really hope you all enjoy reading the book. Also, Let me know down in the comments below what you guys thought about this chapter. Last but not least, feel free to follow me on Instagram! Thank you for reading and I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

I would not allow that to happen. “Erm, what can you say about that book you’re holding upside down? How about your reading? Do you understand? Oh my gosh, Brother Harris. Don’t pretend in front of me. I know you. Don’t use any alibis either. You can talk to me instead, you know that. I am willing to listen, just to remind you. Just like when we were in your mansion. That time then I listen to your stories, right. ” I arranged the book properly that I am holding upside down. I immediately felt embarrassed of my actions. Why is it that I didn’t fix it before I opened it and read it. Gosh! I am really out of myself earlier. It is evident.