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Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret
Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!
Don't Leave Me, Mate
Marrying A Secret Zillionaire: Happy Ever After
Requiem of A Broken Heart
My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage
His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius
Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss
"Stepmother is calling you"Fiona said annoyingly too close to my ears.
I twitched annoyed, she wasn't my step mom though she was the owner of the ring shop I was a sales person at.
They referred to her as my step mom because of how weird she was towards me.
Always screaming and yelling.
So they just tagged me Cinderella and tagged her my stepmother.
I dragged my self to the front desk were she usually sat. I knew she'd complain about something so I braced myself up to hear whatever she had to say, I couldn't escape this shop even on my birthday which was today.
"Annabelle" Mrs Claire called more softly than I was used to.
"Y-e-s ma'am" I answered carefully.
She swallowed and I could sense she was nervous, the cup of coffee in her hands threatened to fall down.
Then she came close dropping the cup on the counter.
Mrs Claire fondled some pieces of paper into my hands very secretly, I could feel some of the pieces where dollar bills.
" Annabelle, take the back door that leads to the alley, go straight to subway, don't take a taxi and don't stop.
You shouldn't be outside today" She said shakily, before I could ask what she meant a group of men in black walked in menacingly and she pushed me under the counter.
"Good day gentlemen" She said .
"Good day, we are looking for Annabelle Maverick" One of the men said, I wondered why people I hadn't met before would come searching for me.
"I don't know anyone of such name, I'd advise you check the next store" Mrs Claire said trying to make her fidgeting less visible.
"Are you sure?" The men asked looking around.
"I am the owner of this shop I know my staff" Mrs Claire said defensively.
"We'll go check the next shop" They said as they took some final looks around.
Immediately they left she rushed to where I was.
"Leave! Now!," she said,her tone both menacing and pitiful.
I ran through the back door, scared of those men taking me. I didn't even want to know what they wanted with me.
I ran through the alley and was to scared to sit down on the subway, I kept standing till I got to my stop, I ran out like some chased by a dog and I kept running like that till I got home.
I put in my keys and the lock clicked granting me access.
I began to notice the house was scattered, like we were robbed.
"Mom!!!" I called in the bravest voice I could muster.
Silence answered me, followed by the sound of little sobs. I rushed to the kitchen where the sobs came from and found mum sobbing on the floor.
"Mom, are you okay?, where's Mia?" I asked, in fear, Mia was my fifteen year old younger sister and the thought of something bad happening to her already brought tears to my eyes.
"They took her" My mom said in a teary voice.
" Who?!" I screamed shaking my mom but she was quiet.
"Are you still keeping secrets?!" I screamed more, she just shed more tears.
"If you love us you won't do this to us" I said wiping my face, I made to leave when I saw that my mom had something in her hands.
I snatched it quickly and she screamed.
"Don't read it, it be better if you knew less" My mom cried, it was an expensive looking card with the inscription M.Â.
" No more secrets" I said.
"It's for your own good". Mom said.
"No it's not, everything is hidden from us , from who Dad is to our whole paternal family. Now you're hiding a clue I could use to track those who took her." I screamed feeling frustrated.
"An-"My mom tried to mutter.
I walked out before she could speak, I knew she wasn't going to say anything to help.
I stormed out of the house and into the streets, totally forgetting Mrs Claire's warnings. I checked the card, there was nothing on it but a drawing of a full moon.
Maybe it wasn't really important.
I shoved it into my pocket and realized I had walked a bit too far from the house.
As I made to return, a damp cloth was placed over my nose and I blacked out.
*****Madame X's mansion*****
****Annabelle's POV*******"