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A single tear fell from my eye hearing the name of the man who gave me the best life I'd ever had and then destroyed it. "Fuck! What a bastard," I muttered under my breath, trying to pull myself together. After I moved into this apartment, I became an assassin, it's much easier than being a mafia princess, and I can kill all the mother fuckers I want and get paid for it. Unfortunately, now, I have to kill my husband, the world is playing tricks on me! Nobody in Italy knows he's my husband since I go by the name Cassandra Knight again. It hurt too much to keep the last name Russo, and it reminded me of all the good times we had and the bad times.

Yet the moment I stepped inside, the air grew thick and charged, carrying a wild energy that made the hairs on my arms stand up. My name is Elena Voss. I had learned long ago that relying on anyone else only led to disappointment. After my last relationship crumbled under lies and abandonment, I promised myself I would stand alone. I did not need a man to complete me or fix my life. Independence was my armor, and I wore it well. But this mysterious summons to the remote property had pulled me out of my quiet routine, and now I questioned if I had made a mistake coming here alone.

M O N G R E L 🌷 "Some steps need to be taken alone. It's the only way to really figure out where you need to go and who you need to be." .•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.•.

Said the troll elder as he moved forward towards the rolling rocks. While Tia was still looking at the trolls rolling down the hill, roots from and trees uprooted. While she was still looking at that they covered the whole house covering every opening there was. “Bloody Matias!” said Tia irritated, Matias was one of the powerful wizards from the North, he was stubborn and always believed in conspiracy theories. She was not surprised that he was swayed by the seer, the man is good with words.

he said. Bella lowered her face. "But nevermind" He said and she looked at him, "I'll properly introduce myself to you." he added. Bella was interested. "My name is Gerald Smith. I am the the only child of my parents. My dad is the owner of Codes, a technological company that specializes in creating apps, websites and the likes of it for phone manufacturing companies, banks ecetera ecetera." He said. "Wow! You're a millionaire" she said.

Suddenly, I am small again, locked in the dark room and starved for a day because I refused to shake the hand of a guest. Suddenly, I am small again, and I remembered the vow I made to myself—when I grew up, I would escape. I won’t need anyone to give me my food. I won’t belong to anyone. I will get my own food. My own place. I am nineteen now. Five months away from becoming twenty. I am a grown-up, and somehow, I don’t have my own fucking sandwich. 7 continents, 195 countries. Still, I don’t have a place to stay.

They had exceptional poker faces. Kaileeh was having problems with her mom, which started as soon as she got back home for school. Kassie was drinking more, and it was taking a toll on Kaileeh. That was a significant factor in her wanting to move and stay with Uncle Avan, but I knew Kaileeh. As much as she and Kassie stayed into it, she wouldn’t leave her alone, at least not yet.

For now though, I buy a nice train souvenir for Ore and we leave to find somewhere to sleep for the night. We see a few taco stands and a hotel in the distance. We reluctantly pass up the food to go secure a room, then we hurry back to the taco stands to grab a little dinner. It is getting late now, and I decide to pick up a pay as you go cell for the time being, so I can call everyone and tell them not to panic thst my line is unavailable and to contact me here. The unexpected expenses are already hurting my head, and I know with Chey that there will be more. I smile to myself.