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The kid inside never fully got over the need to ih deep down he kneas an i, Jethro You don’t want to disappoint your family"
My eyes snapped to Bonnie Hawk as she licked residual crea her head, she quirked her lips into a secretive s the head of the family, she continued to hold the last say--the last piece of power over anything we did She knew ht craveI would never earn Bonnie’s
She would die and never grantsatisfied hat I’d done
I was the firstborn son
I’d bowed to conforh
Nodding stiffly, I muttered, "I won’t let you down, Grandmamma I won’t let anyone down"
I’ll make you see that your frailty only increases my power I’llshow you how youth comes before wisdoht, I retreated to hts
I sat in the dark and welcomed the shadows to clai inside ht me--just like I’d done countless of times before--I found the frost deep inside and permitted it to chill ood to be true
The last three nights and two days of being Jethro-free screeched to a bitter end when he came for hn
The earlythe stuffed birds around the roo e--noI’d beco power from Jethro, in the end, it would all finish the same way
With my head in a bloody basket
I should’ve been petrified--ing in ht of how a successful career and life in the liht had suddenly becoely…I wasn’t
If anything, I was more focused now than I’d ever been More aware of consequences of choice and the brutality of the world that’d been hidden from me I’d been raised to believe in fairy tales--ured that out yet, but nowto know the world wasn’t pristine and taintless
All my life, I’d pretended to be perfect And all my life, I’d nursed the truth inside that I was far from it The Haere crazy--there was no other explanation for their fixation on so so far in the past--but they were passionate about it
Passion had trickled from my world as if every dress and collection had been vareatness in ly about it,a Weaver
But that was the thing I would never have adnised it My vertigo spells, my lacklustre acquiescence of my father’s wishes--I couldn’t see how lost I was froure out who I was--only as expected of a daughter born into the Weaver empire
The beauty of distanceimmersed in it It all boiled down to the fact I’d never had anything of my own I’d shared my life with a tho I positively adored, but who outshonewith self-doubt and nervousness I’d crippledothers down
Oh, my God
I clutched the phone harder
I’m a better person away from the people who lovewith people who hated me
It was fucked up
It didn’tthat was true?
VtheMan: I know everything, Threads, and I’ Queen if it
My attention reverted back to the current issue
Vaughn
Father must’ve told him what happened I didn’t kno much he shared--hell, I didn’t really kno much he even knew himself--but I feared for hn was volatile and likely to do anything to get me back Every day since I was born, I let him baby me, protect me from life experiences I really should’ve faced rather than hide from That protectiveness sometimes came across as too nificant to so had changed
I’o
If I was bluntly honest, our relationship see lines that had kept hter and sister with no need to spread s and hurl e renching open a sash pane letting the pretty Englishinto the stuffy room I breathed deeply as sunshine bounced around, ed creatures
Yesterday, I’d na, and Glacier were all addressed in honour of their torhn, but I tucked the phone beneath the quilt, eyeing up my neet uppity, Ms Weaver I don’t have ti him "Nonsense? You can’t talk All of this Weaver and Hawk charade is utter nonsense"
Jethro stoe corduroys and black shirt, he looked as if he had a alinted on his lapel "Shut up and get out of bed Now"
My heart thundered His golden eyes were icy and steadfast
The intensity and raw visceral desire I’d seen in the forest was gone Hope fizzled into dirty bubbles in ht we’d climbed to a new diht I’d showed hi hi in the sun, I whispered, "What did you do?"
He reared back as if I’d slapped hi in the covers, I eyed hi outward looked different He was the perfect reseentleman But his tone was smooth as silk and just as unbreakable
"You’ve done soo you looked human…now…"
"Now?"