be they were ashamed of what they had done and I didn't want to see them or anything that would remind me of the past. All I needed at that time was to heal and take control of my fe

he gates wouldn't open for me on Alex's order

the garden, truly that garden was the one place where I could find peace and tranquillity and I was a lover of na

from him anytime and any day. I bent over to pick up the paper wondering why he couldn't just drop it in my hands or table and leave me alone. It

iddling with the ticket, my voice sounding unfamiliar to

idea to stay away for a while" Alex's deep voice resonated in the room as I hadn't heard his voic

for tomorrow morning, don't y

have it. Get ready and meet me in the car tomorrow morning". Alex unleashed anger again, but from wher

f I was falling but I got a hold of myself and brushed it off. Alex was heading staggered towards

t immediately, I fel

ght out of yo

nd force. Even though I was alone in my room and the temptation to call him was strong, I refrained from doing so. To eliminate any possibility of reaching out to

k earlier that day while taking a stroll down the balcony of the neglected library. Cobwebs covered every corner and furniture, giving the impression that it had been untouched for a l

them to clean it

read with utmost precision. It was a way of keeping unwanted thought

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ll my packing so I was clueless as to what to do. I guess the room got crowded and tight for me, so I excused myself and went down to the library. I could describe

t to pay keen attention to the travel. I stood up and walked over to the shelves feeling the desire to pick up books for my trip. I had a feeling

t moment when the little girl called me" Mrs.Black" that I had not realized that my surname had changed. I turned back and met a frightened eyes

ing". I walked back into my room to put some of the books into my luggage and found they had alre

ess me up. I took pleasure in the humming of Mrs.Hotch when she was brushing my hair very gently after which she put it in a bun with

. The sound of my heels was gaining his attention. I saw from a distance his hand gesturing for th

ink he is? Not

ched him exiting the room. He was dressed like a gentleman

e, I scooped my books with my left hand, and just before I could blink, the

in this house? I can pu

ding his phone into his pocket. "Nothing" I muttered

t without answering him. He still went on. "Make sure you pack everything you n

h and I wanted to talk to at least sig

the words came out, I watched him fold his fist and squeeze his face, l

oing to

nce again to the back seat. The driver had opened the door and wa

ceeded to sit in the front. The journey began and I became so unsure if I wante