Who Is Fiona In The Giver 소설 & 이야기

Mei explained, but began coughing up seriously as Chu went to get her some water. “Thank you,” she said as she drank from it and continued talking. “Fiona was 12 years old when her dad sent her away to America. I overheard him talking about planting her as an assassin for his sworn enemy, a certain Mr. Jonas Prescott. I don’t know how that turned out, but ever since then, she never returned.” “Hold up, Fiona killed Mr. Jonas? The man I thought was her father all along?” Jordan asked, as a shockwave washed over him.

Fiona yelled as she ran toward me. I put my arms out to stop her from getting to close to me. She stopped, and looked at me funny. “I am NOT here to get her out. She will remain here until her execution tomorrow.” I stated. “But she didn’t do anything wrong.” Fiona argued. “Fiona, she murdered Brinna, with the help of your father. She is exactly where she belongs.” “She…..but….they….no….that can’t be right. She wouldn’t do something like that.”

She had fox-like eyes, a slim body, and looked quite pretty overall. Most importantly, although her facial features didn't look like it, her style and appearance looked very similar to Evelyn's. Ariana asked, "Who's this?" "Your cousin. She's been living in the country. I told her to stay with us for a few days." Gwen then turned to address the young lady. "Fifi, greet your cousin, Ariana." "Hi, Ariana," the young lady greeted bashfully. "My name is Fiona Piper." Gwen had already told her earlier that she would be living a life just like Ariana as long as she listened to Gwen. Fiona was unable to stop herself from admiring Ariana, who seemed to shine and sparkle in her eyes.

"My birthday next month is the perfect opportunity. During the chaos, you storm in and take control of the Council of Elders. I've already contacted the old loyalists." Ken wrapped an arm around her waist intimately. "Whatever you say, sweetheart." She leaned into him naturally. Her eyes flashed with vicious resolve. "The Blue Moon Pack owes us. It's time they paid. "As for Ryan–" She lowered her voice. "I'll deal with him personally." I trembled. Fiona hadn't lost her memory. She was the orphaned survivor of the West Azure Pack. She approached Ryan for revenge. I had to tell Edgar, but I had neither voice nor body. I was nothing but a drifting spirit.

Then, she took out her phone from her handbag and saw a W******p message from Janna Rhoads. Fiona now had a rough idea of who this Grandma Rhoads was. How should she put it? She studied business in college. Janna Rhoads was a figure in her textbooks, and people like Anniston were nowhere near her level. She was an unattainable peak, a god looking down on the world. She wants to give me a gift? Fiona lowered her eyelids, suddenly having a thought. If she allied herself with this woman, could she control Darwin?

If you looked closely, she was shaking. "Fiona, are you scared? What scares you? Afraid you won’t be able to handle the truth?" She couldn’t hear me, and she was far past the point of staying calm. Even when her phone started ringing, she ignored it. That was Ryker calling. I watched with a mocking smile as she pulled up at the prison gates. She got out in a rush, slamming her hand against the door, flashing her ID. "I’m Fiona Carter. I’m Xavier Blake’s family!"

“You think Gwen planned all this?” “She was too calm not to. Rowan taught her that.” “She said she was his daughter.” “Then maybe she learned too well.” Fiona’s eyes flicked up to mine. “You believe her?” “I believe in blood. It always finds a way to ruin things.” She didn’t answer. The wind shifted, carrying the faint scent of rain was clean, unfamiliar after so much ash. “You could have left me,” I said after a while. “Don’t start.” “I’m serious. You could’ve run, saved what’s left of them.”

“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.”

I took a deep breath, relieved to have a moment to myself. That’s when I saw her. Fiona stood near the edge of the hall, her piercing eyes fixed on me. She was dressed impeccably, her beauty sharp and almost predatory. She smiled faintly when our gazes met, but there was no warmth in it. I felt a flicker of unease. Fiona was Tristan’s former lover, a fact she seemed to relish reminding me of. As she approached, I straightened my shoulders, refusing to let her see my discomfort.

They both turned to me and Fiona’s face lit up. “Well, hello there, my name is Fiona, and you must be his new …” she coughed and I knew what she had intended to say but did not want to sound offensive. “Amber” I replied, ‘was she also one of Kayden’s flings.’ I thought “She is my distant cousin” Kayden spoke up, as though he knew I was having a different thought in my head “And she is Caren’s daughter” Fiona’s face suddenly lit up “You are the new girl that has those boys in a choke hold” She stood up and turned around to sit beside me “It’s nice to finally meet you” she pulled me into a hug.