After talking with Renne, I came out of the kitchen. Looking for Rhysand, and I found him in a field of reeds, alone looking ahead. A distant glance, and his hands in his coat pockets. His appearance was so handsome that I was amazed for a moment before realizing that Felicia wasn't there."Where's Felicia?" I said as I stepped closer to him.He glanced over his shoulder. "I told him to leave me alone."I frowned as I stopped beside him. "I thought you needed a friend."He turned to me. "All I need is you."“Stop spouting such cheap words.” I snorted in annoyance.His laughs out."What do you think about this place?" I asked turning to him.“Beautiful and wonderful.” he replied. "I thought I would make one like this in America or Spain or some other country."I rolled my eyes. "You already have a lot of houses, you know.""You only know four." He furrowed his brows."And that's too much already!" I shouted without being able to hold it in. "I don't know what's the point of having lots

I stood up and the scream I let out represented my consciousness. Finally, what I feared happened.I called his name and he stopped, and some guy in black pulled him away from Reagan who was lying on the floor. I stepped closer to Reagan, gaping as I stared at his face which was covered in purple bruises and gore on the corner of his left lip, nose and jaw. I almost dropped to my knees to help him but a hand pulled me hard until my back hit the hard chest behind me."Are you fucking crazy?" I rebelled and looked at Reagan who was barely awake.Rhysand didn't say anything, and pulled me away from Reagan by grabbing my hand and forcing me to move until I almost dropped my wallet and phone which were in my coat pocket."Keep quiet, or I'll do more than this to him." His words were dark and sharp.I couldn't answer or fight him, all I could do was stare at Reagan who sat and looked at me with an expression of helplessness and anger.>>>The car he was driving was engulfed in a dark silenc

Everything Tommy said fell by the wayside as I entered Gabriella's bedroom.The slightly taller woman was asleep on top of her brown bed, her face completely pale, and a sight escaped. Holding my breath and feeling my heartbeat increase with worry, I stepped towards her slowly trying not to disturb her sleep. I looked down at her and touched her forehead with the back of my other hand. She has a fever. Straightening up, I started to walk outside, called my family doctor, and made a compress for her.The feeling of guilt grew when I pressed the towel against her forehead, seeing how pale Gabriella's face was. We have been friends since freshman year of college. Both of us came from other countries and struggled through a culture shock that was so strong in America. Become a place to complain when we are tired of college assignments or even about men. Gabriella was very open and all of that changed slowly when college ended.She was focused and deeply immersed in her restaurant business

"Is this going to take long?""Depends." Ron answered. "I can't give you hope.""Is there anything I can do?""You'd better just sit still, and wait." he replied, blinking."I can't do that." I argued. It felt really bad when I just sat around doing nothing, or helping anything and waiting. Waiting for it really can make me surrounded by anxiety, waiting for it is the worst thing. "I will help as much as I can. You can ask for it."A disdainful grunt escaped from him.I glared at him and wanted to throw curses at him but the sound of someone's footsteps was heard. My instincts seem to have memorized the presence of Rhysand del Millero."Ronald is right." he said, standing beside me. "You don't have to do anything, just still and let us take care everything."I looked up at his gentle expression. "Why do I feel like you guys are underestimating me?"Ronald choked on laughter, and I immediately looked at him with a glare. Rhysand chuckled. "No, Princess. No one underestimates you. We ar

This morning I live a little lethargic.Renne's husband seems to intend to resign from his job because he doesn't have any bussines travel at all. Renne couldn't do anything, and asked me to suggest anything other than waiting for her husband to leave. Felicia had already made plans: Renne would ask him to go on an outing to a place a little far from Montreal, or go on vacation to another country but he refused. Saying that the extreme winter in Montreal would lead to some bad odds for their trip. There was nothing else for us to think about, and I hated myself for my stupidity.Snorting, I folded my arms on the table, and rested my head on them. At least there's something that keeps me from getting into my bad mood this morning, Gabriella is healthy and fit. Apparently she was really healthy when she proved it to me this morning, and then she asked me to have dinner at her restaurant, then we were going to do girls night in Central park. Like we always used to do.I'm really grateful