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

Chapter 233 – Sharing Too Much.

“You didn’t think about my offer?” Pamela asked me as we made our way on the road to the cafe. It’s been a few days since that conversation, and she hasn’t stopped hinting about how serious she is when talking about her son to me.

Today was the day when she finally asked me upfront.

“I am not doing that; I said without sugarcoating it. I noticed her bothersome cough, but she didn’t say much about it.

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My mother had rea*s*sured me she would find something that would help us, but then later she told me there was nothing in his bags. I found it a little odd because if he had his sidechick’s picture right on top of everything, I wonder what he was hiding underneath it.

“I will be leaving an hour before the closing time today,” I said, feeling my muscles ache. Ever since we left the mansion, I have been taking my pills regularly. And the time has arrived when I noticed I was going to run out of pills very soon. I tried my level best to remain calm, but it seems like it won’t be long before I will have to beg my mother to get us those pills.

my request, saying, “I am done doing favors for you.” She muttered as she hastened to make sure we were not walking together. I have never seen someone this petty. Now that I have told her in clear words that I don’t want to give pleasure to

about asking a girl to sell her body to someone

around to see Maura looking at me with guilt-filled eyes.

do that, she expressed, sitting on the floor and pulling

But why are you sitting on the cold floor?” I inquired, sitting beside her. “Oh, wow!

had

You know you can share your worries with me, right?” I gently held her hand to comfort her. From everything she had told me about herself and

of us broken souls, she had been through

that I have kept in my heart and haven’t been able to share with anyone,” she uttered, almost as if she were frightened of me. The way she slid her hand out of mine and then hugged herself, I

is it, Maura? Are you in trouble?” I asked, and

and not judge you for it,” I said, meaning

you that my mother was a weredragon?” she looked me straight in the eye as she questioned. I would be lying

from hiding from me, “I befriended Colt and cared about him. I know the weredragons are not evil creatures,” I rea*s*sured her, feeling like I had someone of my kind. It was a feeling of pleasure, but also a concern. Does that mean she