REBIRTH OF A RUTHLESS ANGEL
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my bedroom, a place filled with personal history and comfort. Yet, the furniture, the decor-the very essence of the space-felt foreign, like I
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gnawed at me: I had no idea who Michelle was, how she lived, or how I was expected to be her. I had to wear t
oor snapped me out of
voice floated through the wooden barrier. Kathleen. She
hesitation. It was strange hearing myself speak as if o
d. She made her way over to the bed, sitting down next to me with a tenderness that should
hing, each word carefully measured. "Your dad and I, we jus
pulse quicken. *For all of us*, she had said, but something w
myself. My nerves were raw, and every
he quickly tried to mask. "It's nothing, really. I just
hat unsettled me. Why were they so eager for me to recover quic
ked, my suspicion cr
es remained. She gave my hand one final squeeze before standing up,
he bed, but sleep refused to come. Her words echoed in my mind like an unsolve
d clear my head, or so I hoped. As I crept down the staircase, the sound of hushed voices reached my ears.
rop, but then I heard it. M
ve with Alpha Magnus," Kathleen
mination. "Do you know how much time, energy, and e
ill down my spine. What opportu
are about any of that. I'm just tha
lowed by Matthew's yaw
ed more questions than answers, and the cryptic tone in their voices only made me more anxious. My heart pounde
ing but peaceful. I woke the next day feeling more disoriente
my head, I couldn't help but admire her sense of style. I pulled on a pair of blue Tommy jeans, a w
us. I didn't linger, heading toward the kitchen instead, where I heard a clatter. Ka
greeted softly,
artled. "Oh! Good morning,
ough it was far from
ckly, her smile not q
t?" I offered, more out o
ted. "No, darli
y, reaching out to take o
in silence, but I could feel her eyes on me. When I glanced up, I no
asked, concern cre
in my eye," she said, but
onger before deciding to pre
," I quickly changed the question,
clearly uncomfortable. "He even
ad become unbearable. Kathleen found a convenient
st, but the unease gnawed at me. Something was wro
it was empty. The same went for the
ast was ready. But when I heard their voices inside, I stopped, pressing m