The first snow

pace down to a strut. His breath came in heavy puffs, and he

close to the huge mahogany which often that served

when he informed her of his plan to go for a run. It was against his normal sc

d it out and Brianna always watched him with keen suspi

been having for some time now. Who was the

r how familiar she felt, he could've sworn he'd never met her before, but the emotions he felt whenever

t out put him on edge. Hence the complaints from his

unning through his veins. He took a swig from the bottled water

fur shone in the sun. And It stared at him with beady black eyes, as if trying to decide if he was a foe or a

o harm fe

stared at him

apped around it's neck, it definitely wasn't a stray ca

ik

She drew closer, her steps frantic, and let out a reliev

alking away, the cat in her arms. Th

is phone vibra

e are

lways bossed him around when she was worried. He would gladly

," Sh

as Mateo stood

been hiding. The plant looked like it needed the water more than he d

and joined his sister in the kitchen,

ment today," Brianna said taking ano

t, though he couldn't care less. He

ted, "I baked some cookies and I was thinking w

Mateo groaned, his sister wasn't t

e work she just did. She organized every single part of her new condo except the room that would serve as her art studio under four

fferent story. She stared down at her hands, which to her were pretty much useless a

sadistic asshole who didn't like seeing her happy if he wasn't the source of her happines

s too scar

cared little girl anymore, she'd taken charge of her life when she left home, and she wouldn't a

tisan in a market in Japan stood out from the pale but warm colors of her room. The rest of the apartment

she couldn't even remember their names. She was the ki

in the one place she loved, the museum. Her lips pulled into a proud smil

that she'd visited more than 80 museums in different countries. Fran

much as a child her mom had once joked about her to living in it. To her then, it was

her messages. Nobody had bothered to text her, f

welcome her back home. The familiar fee

know she arrived safe and sound, and dropped

anted to engulf her, she was

iscussed their summers or exchanged lunchboxes, she was a

ng herself by trying to make friends, or fit in. But accepting some

knock on her door. She looked nice and friendly and she wouldn't mind making a n

a visit, she questioned her sudden urge to not be alone,