Thanks for the 80 stars, I'm glad that quite a few people like this first story. I'll get more story when it's over.
This chapter, with a good saying as a title. They are still looking for all the references??. Enjoy this long chapter. I'm Bitter-Wolf and let's begin
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Octavia: *blushes* I can't wait.
Suddenly loud screams went through the palace. It was about Stella and Stolas shouting curses and other vulgarities. Octavia already knew why they fought, she knew they always did, day and night, morning after morning. Although she was already used to it, she couldn't help but have that feeling of emptiness, sadness, abandonment. But she continued resisting as she could and with those she managed to sleep.
The next morning she woke up suddenly due to some knocking on the first floor, something already normal.
octavia: ahhh, good morning Octavia
She already knew where they were fighting, she just changed into her usual clothes, that same pink sweater with stars and the black shirt with her characteristic hat. After changing downstairs to the kitchen, she drank her coffee, her food and went up to her room to finish reading her favorite book. Everything was going like any normal day until she heard those screams again, those characteristic screams of her mother plunged into unconditional anger towards her * her husband * hers, everything seemed normal up to that point, or it would seem, until ...
stolas: if I want to be with that demon and what?
Stella: so what??? you make see You are NOT staining the family name, you know what things are said between us useless bird
Stolas: I don't care what they say, nor what you say, you say you want a divorce, I'll accept it as long as you get out of my life
stella: not only will you get out of my life, I myself will take care of seeing you, or better yet, maybe have the privilege of killing you
Octavia listening to all that
octavia: my mother wants to kill my father jejeje
That's how those words were the last straw that spilled the glass in the stability of the little owl. She couldn't hide it anymore or leave it in the deep end, she just couldn't contain herself anymore. He let himself fall to the side of the bed and then burst into tears, sadness finally overcame her ...... The owl ... on the verge of falling.
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______: hey moxxie, what was Stolas's house number?
/moxxie: ahh so if you listened to me?? are you going to go with her?
______: you could say yes... but I just need the number
/ moxxie: please, you see what they say on earth, there is no moon com...
______: moxie please.
/moxxie: good. Remember it's the number 616
______: thanks boy I owe you one
/moxxie: one of the greats
______: Yes whatever
/moxxie: we don't see, go get her
______: thanks, say hello to millie for me *hangs up*
______: you can
I was walking looking for the house, the other times I had literally been teleported to her, but after a while, I finally found her, she told me that at this time her parents are not usually there so I had nothing to fear. When I was about to knock on the door I heard some screams, they weren't screams of fear, they were simple screams of anger, I didn't know the screams at all but another type of scream did seem familiar to me, it was the voice of Stolas.
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