The End

te’s

nts for today. I am now only doing a formality to check my work.

asantly surprised is an understatement. I smile towards the girl and shyly return the smile and I see a spark in her eyes though if

like a new person, “You’re looking bea

ul job, whatever, the bill is, d

much. Once they charge my card they return it, and head ou

my car, I ask, “So wha

please drop me off at my home? My Step-Mom wi

se be honest with me. Is your stepmother a kind person? If not just say the word. I may not look like it. But I run one biggest fundraiser for childr

she’s already done enough by taking me in and forcing my half-brother to be kind to me

forcing her, I need to meet with the mother to discuss

well. But then who would have the nerve to pick on her? And if they did how could

ights, I am about to open the door on my side when I hear them

ke out the special ID that all people are aware of but don’t know the real name or face of

, the color leaves his face as though he’s seen a ghost. He immediately bows his head i

ll. Heading up to the main entrance before we can even knock, the door is opened, and

d you disappear off to?” The woman starts crying. Th

ht. Ms. Celeste was helping me. P-Please

out when I see who it is. Ah, sometimes fate is truly il

cuss what happened that led to the cu

e. If the situation wasn't tense as it is I would be laughing at his reaction. Mrs. Kingston sits beside B

t be angry with Ms. Celeste.

hat?” Mrs. Kingston narrows her eyes at me. I don’t

crunch up at the pain, she’s had to endure all alone. Mrs. Kingston looks in the same pain as me but even more. It seems she has genuine feelings

exhausted from everything that has happened to you.

er, “I know you all are not comfortable sharing the information. But this is important to me. Since I will be looking into the sh*t that school has been pulling and for how

“Were you threatened by either your family to keep quiet as I have gathered that you are not related to the people si

cream in pain but I hold it in as I have been trained, instead, I look at him with hatred, “If you don’t have anything

done nothing but be nice to me.” He’s still on edge but calms down enough to give some space to me and his sister but keeps a grip on her hand. Bloom smiles a little bi

to imagine other children going through the nightmare. So, your statement has made my work easier. Don’t worry, I won’t be involving you or your family’s name in this. But a piece of

hand help me. Standing straight, I see it's Mrs. Kingston puts out her hand to return the papers to me, I shake my head, “No, these are for you. It

e is blood on my arm, meaning the tissue has torn again. This isn’t good. Everything that's happened in just 24 hours is taking a toll on my body fas

me look at your wound. It may become seriou

so I need to leave, “Appreciate th

special identity to block his path, he doesn’t question my order and I get the hell out of there. The moment I