Killian didn’t return, and it didn't surprise me. He is hiding something, but what?
I watched out of my 4th-floor condo window in the morning and, strangely, I missed that old tree outside the window of my room in the Anderson Mansion. Probably the only thing I will miss from there. Here, however windows were out of the option. It strangely weighed on me the whole night that the place I had started to call home had just trapped me again. I agree with all the logical demands for my safety that Killian made. His nonchalance last night left me uneasy.
There are many things in this world that are still a mystery to me. I have been writing since I was 15, on and off. I try to sustain myself financially while doing what I love, but to strive financially, I often lose the drive to write the stories I enjoy and love. It would be my great honor to share my world of fiction, fantasy, and romance with you all. So if you love the stories I write, any support will be appreciated. With All the love ~Violet
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