The Giver Fiona Novels & Stories

She held my hand, past political opponents who wanted to keep a low profile, and finally led me to a safe place far from the roadside. My father's bodyguards soon found me, and the girl never bothered with the "nonexistent hat" again. She smiled at me as she turned and ran away. She was smart and bold, and I remembered her for thirteen years. I recognized her when I first saw her at City Hall. It's Fiona. It was Fiona, who had just been recovered from her foster mother's house, missing for years. She has just returned to the Green family, all the actions are because of the lack of affection and inferiority attitude, and appear incompatible.

"Fiona, whose child was it?" The question came out harsher than I'd intended. She flinched, pulling her hand from mine. "Does it matter now?" "It matters to me." She was quiet for so long I thought she wouldn't answer. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely a whisper. "I don't know." "You don't know?" "There were... there were others. Before Damon. Before I came here." Fresh tears leaked from her eyes. "I'm not the innocent omega everyone thinks I am."

I yawn, stretch and continue from where I stopped. Fiona was aware of the house next door. She saw two young girls go and come, but never saw any adult. She knew they couldn’t be unsupervised, so tried not to worry. She focused on herself. She had been transferred to the community to help with educating the students on modern setting, all part of the young shall grow initiative. She left the city for a mountain side. She would have been pissed, but she had no one to leave behind in the city. She lived a pretty private life. She was fine being alone, or so she told herself. She repeated it until she believed it. The first time she met Finn was a hot afternoon. She has just come back from her

She moved closer to Judy who was standing by the door. "Meet Fiona. " Catherine said to Judy pointing at Fiona who quickly got up, projected her face and smiled. Catherine noticed Judy's discomfort and decided to add more fuel to the fire. "Fiona is Gideon's fiancee. " she said smiling inwardly and jubilating over Judy's display of shock.

Fiona straightens slowly, pain etched across her face—but beneath it, something like relief. “You passed the test,” she says quietly. My hands tremble. “You don’t get to test me.” “No,” she agrees. “But now I know.” She meets my gaze, eyes shining. “You won’t become what hunts you.” Guards flood the chamber moments later, weapons raised, confusion written across their faces. “Take her,” Ethan orders coldly. Fiona doesn’t resist as they lead her away. She doesn’t look back. When the echoes fade, the chamber feels unbearably empty.

I moved fast from room to room, gathering chargers, tablets, headbands, one tiny shoe that had somehow ended up in the library, and whatever was left of my dignity. Fiona disappeared for almost an hour. When she showed up again in the foyer, she was beautiful again. One of the most Gómez things about us: we could be disappointed and still look expensive. “Kids,” she said, opening her arms. Issa ran to her first, of course. Drama queens always preferred an audience that understood lighting. Max followed a few seconds later, mostly because he saw his sister getting hugged first. Fiona crouched down and gathered both of them at once, her nose brushing Issa’s hair for a second, then Max’s should

Fiona said, winking at her brother. “Wow, that's really nice of you and I must say that I’m impressed!” Ginny said with her most charming smile. “Thanks, Ginny, I'm sorry that I have to go because I have a meeting with Leonard,” he told her while Fiona frowned. “Wait Ginny, could you wait for me in the room because I need to get something!” Fiona said, pushing her friend into the room before going after her brother. “Hey, Hunter?” Fiona called. “What?” he responded.

“It is already paid so I will take my leave now.” Saying my thanks to her, she turned her back on me with a smile. I was able to breathe with relief since she was not the same as the crazy woman this morning. Since Lansford was not looking, I thought of looking at what was inside so I opened it only to see some undergarments. “Those are yours,” he said. “Fiona chose them for you.” I looked at him with a questioned look. Who the hell was Fiona? As if reading what I had in mind, he spoke, “She’s the woman who we met at the shoe store. Better say thanks to her if you meet again.”

“Sure you could’ve. You’re the strongest bitch I know. But it would not have been nearly as much fun without me, that I’ll give you.” Fiona laughed. “That is definitely true. Lexi will miss her fun Aunt Nina, too.” A heavy exhale escaped Nina’s lips. “I’m gonna miss the lil’ b, too. Actually, I got her something…” Nina disappeared into her walk-in closet for a few seconds, then quickly returned with a little pink gift bag in hand. “Aw. What is this?” Fiona asked, accepting the bag with her free hand. “Just a little something for my goddaughter.”

Seeing that I had ignored her, Remy turned and looked around my room, trying to see if there was anything new that she could take for herself. "Today's my birthday. Dad, Mom, and Blake gave me lots of presents! What are you going to give to me, Fiona?" Remy crossed her arms over her chest, not finding anything appropriate about her demanding a gift from me. In the past, I would ask her why she didn't think of giving me a present first. Now, it no longer mattered. Remy glanced at what was on the table. Instantly, her eyes lit up with interest and she made a grab for it.