Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 197-Trusting No One.

My mouth started getting dry when I watched him lying dead. Somebody left his body here or mocked me.

Instead of rushing away, even when I could hear my mother coming for me, I backtracked and dropped to my knees beside Helel.

“Helel!” I grabbed his decomposing head and carried it on my lap as I mourned loudly.

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“This is not fair to you. You were supposed to live long and cherish the crown you have worked so hard for,” I said, crying and cleaning his face from the bugs. “There you are!” My mother appeared viciously and muttered, trying to grab my arm and pull me away from him.

“Aren’t you going to do anything? You used to protect me from these people. See what she is doing to me; wake up, please,” I begged Helel while my mother tugged me after her and away from him.

“Wake up, please!” I cried loudly, getting dragged away from him when I saw a little movement in his finger.

“He is awake!” I smiled crazily, “he is…” I stopped when everything started shaking hard and I fathomed the movement was from the earthquake and not him waking him.

“Wake up!” I heard, and my body shook harder.

mother. I f*orc*ed

I tried sitting up, but my head felt heavy.

head when your mother pushed you.” Pamela gently rubbed my arm, and that’s when I realized

feeling okay?” Pamela noticed how silent I was,

emotion. Mom was standing

up every day and forcing

okay?” Pamela got up from beside me and left the room for me and my mother to have

me, but when she noticed, I wasn’t even responding to her, she grabbed her phone and sat by the window. Just like

would

only I could speak to Ace and enjoy her company, I would feel much better. But how will I do

I have been depressed and heavy in my feelings, the instant I stop taking the pills, I will transform. And since one can only stay in their full transition form once they are old, it will not be the same for me. I

thought that I couldn’t get out of my

least I can do is give him a proper burial. With that thought in my head, I cleared my

with her. At this point, I knew my mother didn’t care about me

love was to control me. Mom stared at my face in silence before a huge smile drew the corners

needed to help you understand you need to stay in contact

and grabbed the phone to go outside and talk to him

his name and