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.

their daughter like that?” I heard Pamela groaning at my mother. I f*orc*ed my eyes open and realized I was in my bedroom with Pamela shaking me

mother announced, reaching for the bed. I tried sitting up, but my head felt heavy. So, I lay

my arm, and that’s when I realized it was all just a

Pamela noticed how

I answered without a display of emotion. Mom was standing beside her in guilt,

day and forcing myself to go to work and face so much stress

you some food in a few minutes. Eat something and then rest, okay?” Pamela got up from beside me and left the room

with me, but when she noticed, I wasn’t even responding to her, she grabbed her

beginning to realize how lonely it would be if I didn’t

and enjoy her company, I would feel much better. But

their full transition form once they are old, it will not be the

that I couldn’t

is give him a proper burial. With that thought in

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

to control me. Mom stared at my face

head bump was needed to help you understand you need to stay in contact with him.” She hurriedly dialed the number for me without even asking me what I was going to say

got out of bed and grabbed the phone to go outside and talk to

I said his name and heard him gasp a