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d. Hours had passed since my meeting with Maryse thankfully i felt a little better. I knew i could not avoid my problems forever and it was already late so i decided

released a huge breath that i didn't even know i was holdin

trying to keep calm. " where have you been? I've been trying to reach you all day but to no avail and how could i sleep knowing that you were not yet home"? She said tears threatening to leave her eyes. " I'm a grown woman mother and i can take care of my

that the one who was supposed to protect me is doing nothing. I always k

nconscious without even caring to change in to more comfortable clothes. I wan

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nt downstairs for breakfast. "Here comes the bride" says the youngest brother, Alexander. I gave him a look tha literally screamed " don't fuc*k

inly because he is a narcissist,a womanizer and he thinks that he

he loves painting and sometimes i can't help but wonder how it would have been like if i was

, well and they all stared at me curiously, well i guess thy weren't expecting me to ta

dent on his face. I suddenly lost my appetite just thinking about my own father treating me

the meeting i had with my potential suitor and i feel as the time is draggin

i was finally done i decided on a long black bodycon dress which fitted me like gloves, it was backless so i decided to let my hair down to cover some part of my back since i didn'

vening mam do you have a reservation?" Holy sh*t , that's when i realized that i didn't even know his name. " yeah miss Smith" i replied awkwardly while hoping that whether my dad or the stranger thought of mentioning my name when making th

his back facing me but he had broad shoulders. He must have hit

by those emerald eyes, i wouldn't mind staring at them the whole day. That sharp jaw that you can even cut something with and he is blonde, although his hair is kind of messy it just makes him more appea

d to change the topic as it was getting a litte unbearable. I'm surprised that i didn't stutter. "