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w?" Mick's voice echoed as

red marks that showed at her back

he said "I have her number, I'll give th

ied Michelle for treatment. That's the only good

urely run home to get a little sister and I'll simply take her into my prison once she arrives here" Mi

in his mouth, he took a satisfactory dra

possibilities, and it seemed to envelop Abby completely. Her gaze wandered from one view to another, enjoying the view of the vibrant pictures and status

riendship, But the way Abby had been raised and taught prevented him from starting a conversation with her. She had been taught to stay

free from the confinements of her past. But for now, she remained a prisoner of he

they arrived at Amara's home. Abby hurriedly ca

at your room looks like," Ab

laughter. She walked quic

om together, folding and

an orphanage just like we pla

her question without Abby Answering it. Amara

rustration boiled over. She couldn't help but direct her anger towards Ab

Amara would understand. "Was I expected to take her along?" Abby asked, in a very cool voice,

nt as she walked around the room aimlessly. "And secondly, stop talking li

rong, independent woman. In contrast, Abby struggled to hear the volume of her own voice, uncertain of how loud she could speak. She also observed that Amara could engage in social

as she unpacked and folded her clothes. "Besides, nothing will happen to her.

ster's safety and silently prayed that nothing would happen to her. She knew

ghter!" Amara yelled, her voice filled with fear for Michelle's safety. D

declared, a decision she ha

word. They both understood that any attempt to return to Alaska, is risking being seen by

you," Amara yelled, her voice mixed with that of fear and frustration. However, Abby

Abby said, her gaze fixed on Amara's eyes, which were filled wi

gh it was an hurtful truth. But Amara never for once forgot Abb

me silent and no one made a sound for minutes. Abby c

hem from the situation, shattering the

est had a large dragon tattoo, with the dragon's tail extending down his arm. Abby couldn'

ncomfortable. "Hope you don't mind?" he asked politely, noticing the un

mara and sometimes Travis, but she didn't seem pleased with his presence. Amara stepp

just a bit quiet because

gave her a somewhat boyish appearance, but her eyes held a distinctly feminine quality, creating an unique contrast. She had a determined and unsmili

and before he knew it, the words had escaped his lips. "I remember you now," he blu