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Chapter 5 The Morning After Part 2

Word Count: 1074    |    Released on: 23/07/2024

us. I looked at her at times, taking note of the manner in which she

y of flexibility that charmed me. As we got done, I stood

strained discussion. All things considered, I went to my room to plan for the afternoon

y, undeniably surprisingly ready. She had taken a horrendous circumstance and figured out how to carry a little piece of

unalterably changed the direction of her life. She had gone from being a student with friends and

od the best way to settle his debts was to surrender his little girl. It was a

ork, I was unable to shake the picture of her in the kitchen, her assurance clear in each development. She was solid, more grounded tha

lination that she looked recognizable like I had seen her before the bargain. Leaving the mansion, I cast one final look at the kitchen. The table was cleared, and Arabella was no

watch on her, to grasp her better. Arabella was currently a piece of my reality, and I woul

**

ella

delicately behind me. I wanted a second to gather myself, to deal with all that had oc

k a full breath and dialed her number, attempting to calm my nerves. The phon

py belated birthday

n, despite the fact that

you. How's France?" Emma sent off into

She had forever been an energetic traveler, and her fervor was infectious. Briefly,

t Italy and Spain. I can hardly wait to see all the art

he falsehood shap

little family gathering, you

there to celebrate with you. Furthermore, I can hardly w

needed to come clean with her,

g to school. There are some family

end. "What do you mean, Arabella? Is

I said, my vo

t actually make sense of this moment. H

a sounded

rself. In the event that you ne

ou Emma. Enjoy the

ight of my reality pushing down on me. I covered my face in my hand

leaned my face, taking a full breath. I expected to distract myself, to discover some solace to business as usual

ry loaded up with the fragrance of old leather and paper. I peru

y. The narratives gave a getaway, a method for foregetting my difficulties, if by some stroke of good luck for a brief

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