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My emotions became an ocean I was drowning in, struggling to stay afloat… but I let go, allowing the emotions to consume me… until I no longer felt anything.
When your emotions are no longer blinding you, things become clearer. Just as I now paid attention to what Sebastian had said before he left. That he had something to do. If I paid.enough attention, I would have realised before I overrode security. He had already locked himself out of the pack.
He had warned us too about the rogues, just as Atticus had mentioned. The cryptic remarks, the way he looked at me, the fear that something would happen it was all valid.
And then, our little Sia, I should have realised he’d do anything for her. I just wish he told me so I would understand. Did breaking my heart help him?
But I can’t be selfish. My feelings are not important in comparison to our daughter’s health. I would do anything for her and if he succeeds in getting that cure, I will be forever in his debt.
Sebastian’s and my trust have never been perfect and I realise that we are just not compatible. Our relationship just isn’t at that level where we could not live without one another.
Perhaps I was too stupid, but to Sebastian, this was just a relationship, not his world. I thought this time around I wasn’t so clingy, but I clearly don’t love right.
Where do I lack?
That is a question I’ll always ask myself, but never voice.
For our children, I hope he makes it and that he accomplishes what I have never been able to do. Heal Sia… that thought brings me hope.
Even the moon cannot heal things that are man made. I glance up as a sharp wind blows and observe Dad, who now turns away from Mom’s grave.
Mom’s funeral was held a few days ago and seeing Dad’s state, the way he’s hiding what he’s truly feeling breaks me a little more.
He was cheated on by Mom… but he still loved her, just as Sebastian has hurt me, yet I can’t help but love him. But that doesn’t mean I can’t forgive him, it just means I will never be able to accept him back into my life.
But I can relate to Dad in a way. The pain our mates caused us would always remain, despite the love we feel too.
If we make it out of this alive…
“Dad… come,”
I say gently, holding my hand out to him.
He looks at me and once again I’m hit with the painful reminder that he looks aged.
I need you, Dad…
I can’t lose him.
“Do you think burying her here was ideal?”
he asks, glancing around the graveyard of The Dark Hollow Falls Pack.
“She lived here for some years. I think she’ll be fine… besides, she’s closest to the children here …she wanted that.”
I say quietly.
Not telling him that Mom once told me, she wished to be buried away from The Crystal Shadow Pack. That she refuses to be buried in a pack where her mate’s mistress is Luna.
I’m not sure what stood any longer, but I couldn’t ignore that order of hers from long ago.
Dad nods. “Well, what next?”
I look around, but don’t reply. There is still a way that the Sable are listening in on our conversations. We have been intercepted twice on trips and I’ve grown tired of watching my back.
But it’s not all a disappointment. Atticus has found something, and I am going to meet him later since neither of us trusted discussing it.over the phone.
I hate to admit it, but I barely trust anyone.
“You should rest, and head to the safe house.
Valerie has made a yummy strew. I have some work to attend to.”
I say, kissing his cheek.
“You’re treating me as if I’m old.”
He says.
I smile and shake my head.
“No, just that you need to take care of your mental and physical health.”
I remind him,
“And are you doing that?”
Dad asks me.
I have no answer to that, and I motion for my guards to take him home.
I have been training with Justin, Jai and Atticus depending on who was available and although I am getting better, I also know it’s not enough time to become a master of the arts, but every little thing helps.
As for Valerie, finding out that Atticus is her brother made her warm up to him a little more, much to Jai’s dismay.
I still haven’t told them about Sebastian, but I also can’t tell anyone openly in case we’re being watched, even inside our homes.
Atticus risked it that day, and I hope Sebastian is alive- no I know he’s alive. He wouldn’t die so easily, not when he had a mission to accomplish. I hope he’s safe and that we hav? not given him away.
I get into my car telling my driver to take me to the Toussaint business headquarters as I need to attend to some business work!
I sit here, talking politely to Harrison. This act of mine is a painful reminder that the world carries on even when things are rough. For those on the outside, no one knows what one might be going through.
He’s happy with the final draft and wants to give us the go-ahead. Yet again another reminder that I have to keep my chin up.
I close the file after we have both signed the papers, and he’s ready for the official proposal to go ahead.
“I am happy that I gave this project to you, Ms Toussaint, and I will look forward to the work getting underway.”
“Thank you, Mr Harrison. I do appreciate it. We will not disappoint.”
I reply gracefully, as we both stand up.
“Well, this now is what I call the hard part. Bringing the project to life.”
“Oh no, now that we have all the details finalised, I think this part will be fairly smooth and if there are any blips, then that is my job to handle,”
I say as I walk him to the door.
He chuckles. “I do like your confidence! Ah, before I forget, the files… Here.”
He rummages in his briefcase and takes out a brown envelope.
Files? He didn’t need to give me any files…
“Well, have a good day Ms Toussaint!”
He fastens the button of his suit jacket and slips out of the room before I can ask him, leaving me with the brown envelope.
I glance around the empty office. I’m in the Toussaint building, but we all agreed it would be the safest place for a meeting considering all that has happened before, like the shooting.
Closing the door, I walk back to the desk and open the file, scanning it swiftly.
It’s… Sebastian’s old proposal for this project. Why would he give me this?
Feeling uneasy, I flip through it.
How strange…
I stare down at the file, thinking there has to be more to it. Did someone put him up to this and why?
Is there poison on the paper?
I sniff it but there’s nothing.
Is it a warning?
Just then, there’s a knock on the door.
“Enter!”
I say, looking up to see the door open to reveal Atticus standing there, briefcase in hand. “Ah, perfect.”
My secretary knew to let him in.
From the confident, smug expression on his face, I am certain that the briefcase he is carrying contains some answers.
“Afternoon Ms Toussaint.”
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