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he scratches his head, trying to remember.
“A doctor. I’ll be working at Neverson Hospital, yes.”
I remind him.
“Ah, ok, then you should be able to afford the rent.
Of course.
“Well, if we are done, if I may…”
“Ah yes, of course, carry on and welcome to the block. I am on the first floor if you ever need anything. My wife also bakes cakes…”
he keeps talking as I usher him towards the door.
God, this man!
When the door shuts behind him, I look around the apartment.
I’m ready for a new start…
I needed this break, away from home, away from the memories of him…
It’s been seventeen months since he left, but I find myself still remembering him
Is it because he never accepted my rejection?
(FLASHBACK – SEVENTEEN MONTHS AGO)
“Hey, you sure?”
Zaia asks me softly. She’s standing there looking incredibly stunning, the glow since she’s been back with Sebastian shows on her face.
She’s happy, and that makes me damn happy, too.
“Sure? Of course, I’m sure. Why should I go see him?”
I ask, looking at the tray of bloods I am testing.
She nods, and I can see she feels guilty.
“I know, I just-“
“I may have accepted that he deserves a second chance, but that doesn’t include me being a part of it. He can go to hell for all I care,”
I say bitterly.
It still stings, but since Sebastian told me just yesterday that he’s leaving today, it’s messed me over. I don’t know why, but it has.
“Ok, as you wish, Val, don’t let this bother you.”
Zaia’s voice is one of concern as she comes over and gives me a hug. I hug her back tightly, wishing that I wasn’t mated to a killer…
And I pray to the goddess I never see him again.
(END OF FLASHBACK)
I walk to the window and look out at the small downtown district I’ve moved to, one that is several hours from home. A place I chose nestled far from the crowded. central districts.
When I was looking for jobs, this place instantly drew me, and I knew that this was where I wanted to work and since they were looking for doctors, I took it as a sign.
I rest my head against the frame of the window, crossing my arms as I relax, admiring the peaceful surroundings of a carefree block.
The surrounding buildings are all apartments. I can see a few have laundry out on their balconies, children play on the streets below and I smile at the group of boys playing ball, reminding me of my two nephews back home, Zion and Xander.
I’ll miss Zaia’s kids, all four of them!
Yeah, Zaia had a little girl eight months ago, a gorgeous little princess withvibrant ginger hair and large blue eyes. Kaia. The final angel to complete the family and even Sebastian agreed that that was enough kids and that they needed to use protection.
I smile, recalling giving the couple a contraceptive pep talk.
I chuckle as I open the window a crack before I look around the place, planting my hands on my hips.
It’s not huge, with two doors leading off from the open living space, one that leads to a bathroom and one to the bedroom. The lounge itself has a couch, a feature wall where a TV bracket is hung, a small dining table and then the kitchen area. Not that I’m much of a cook but I need coffee.
I walk over to the couch and sit down, my smile fading as I stare at my hands and sigh heavily.
Zade.
Seventeen months ago when he was allowed to walk free, he left but two days later the tracker stopped working. We don’t know how he managed to destroy it but he did.
Sebastian sent a squad to track him but there was no trace, almost as if he never existed. There was nothing left to follow, the ID was never used and where they found the tracker, the money Sebastian gave him was also left there.
Zaia had said to let it go and recalled the squad.
It’s been seventeen months and we haven’t heard anything since… almost as if he has vanished into thin air… as silent as he had been for the last five years prior… This is what happens when I end up having a moment to ponder on things.
The person who ruined my life creeps into my mind like a thief in the night.
He’s gone, but he’s left an impact on my life. One that I never expected him ever to, one that riddles me with grief and guilt. How am I still remembering him when he’s long gone?
When will the pain stop?
When will the guilt disappear?
Anger flits through me, and I stand up, refusing to let myself wallow.
These bags won’t unpack themselves and I need to get this place sorted and then I will spend the week exploring this place before I begin work next week.
And if there’s a man I find good-looking, then yes, I will ask him out on a date.
My determination fades as I remember Jai’s handsome face and smile sadly.
He was the light I never gave enough to…
I exhale, refusing to get emotional.
The sky is black, lit up by the orangey glow of the street lamps outside. I can smell something cooking wafting through the open window and the sound of families gathering for their evening meals and chattering away.
I smile as I look through the papers I’m working on. This was one of the reasons I chose this place rather than a more upscale apartment. The neighbours make you feel a little less lonely.
The pleasant ambience of apartments cramped together was perfect. I have not met my neighbours yet, although I am more curious about the one whom I’m sharing my balcony with.
“Drake, get yo ass in here! You ain’t going anywhere!”
A woman shouts.
‘Bye Mom!”
“DRAKE!”
Oh boy.
I shake my head as I tuck my hand under my chin. As long as no one realises I’m a werewolf, I’m sure I’ll be able to stay fairly hidden. I close the file and stretch as I massage my neck.
Goddess, there’s so much to do this week, but right now I think I’m going to head to bed.
Packing up, I shower quickly, pulling on an oversized white shirt and panties. before I head to the bedroom. My phone beeps and I pick it up from the dresser, smiling when I see Atticus’s name on the screen.
I pull my towel out of my hair and get into bed, running my fingers through my short hair as I unlock my phone; ready to text him back, only to see Zaia has also messaged. Both are asking if I arrived safely and if I like the place.
Smiling, I begin reading the messages and replying and soon, I’m lost in the conversations, the occasional dog barking or a siren passing distracts me for a few seconds, but I feel better than I have in months.
ATTICUS: You should get some rest now. You must be tired, with all that texting. You and Zaia never tire.
VALERIE: Oh? You knew we were talking lol.
ATTICUS: There’s not a chance that you two are both online and not texting one another.
VALERIE: Stalker.
ATTICUS: Lol, no, just a worried brother.
Mhmm, I shake my head, bidding him and Zaia both goodnight. It is late….
I smile at his response before I put my phone down and I’m about to switch off the lamp when I suddenly freeze. A strange feeling washes over me and I look. sharply at the blank white wall behind the bed.
My heart thumps, and I’m on edge as I slowly move up until my knees are on the cushions and press my ear to the wall.
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