Ceo First love

on't hurt you, I'm just passing through. - I pointed in the direction of the damaged fence, assuming she had come in that way. The girl lowered the shovel, but did not let go immediately

n the corner, but were always ignored by the neighborhood. Their house, modest and unpretentious, was surrounded by mansions whose owners saw them as

t I stayed. Like I said, my uncontrollable curiosity always got me into trouble, and Elijah Richards was without a doubt about to become the pinnacle of them. I then saw her open the shoe box and put one of the flowers inside. I tried to stretch out to see what was inside, but I cou

see? Okay, I've done it. - It has to be out loud! - He scratched the back of his head, clearly uncomfortable. -I-I can do i

is back to give them privacy, something he should have done before

h his head indicating that I should come closer, even though he kept a frown on his face. Cautiously, I walked over and knelt beside her,

and opened the box. "A rabbit," I said out loud. - Long leg. - As? "His name is Bugs Bunny," she clarified impatiently. - OK I understand! - He smiled tenderly. I took a deep breath, clasping

ers. -And every year, she will bring him flowers. Amen. - Amen! - Grace closed her eyes and said another silent prayer. I glanced quickly at Elijah and caught a fleeting smile. I admit that that smile pleased me more than I should have allowed. I closed my own eyes, controlling my own smile and continued to pretend to pray for a moment

at he seemed able to see my soul. "Thanks," he said, and I just nodded. Picking up the shovel, he headed toward Grace. I stood there, w

and lifted her chin so our eyes met. - I know this change isn't easy, my sweetie, but we're going to have a lot of fun at grandma's house. - I tried to infuse animation into my words. - Grandma do

id daddy leave? - She asked, her eyes filled with tears as she threw herself tearfully into my arms

im and not leaving us in this situation, I admit that getting over all of this would be much calmer. However, the bastard was

cheek and got up to continue packing the rest of our things. After packing all of our things into the pickup truck I rented for the move, I took one last look at the house we'd lived in for the last six years of our lives.

at assaulted me every time I walked through the familiar streets became overwhelming. As I passed the town cemetery, I was unable