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It was sunny the next morning.

Summer usually liked her early coffee in front of her favorite book. At morning like this she was just a normal girl, living her rich and best life. But the story gets darker always. Just when she passes a mirror in the house she remember that she is Summer Delaware and there is nothing normal apart her gender.

"And you are early." She stated opening the front door. His hair was messy and the sunlight made it lighter than last night.

"And?" He smirked back. Making his way inside she rolled her eyes. Passing by her she smelled a unusual smell of perfume. Paradise would not smell this good.

"And it's early?" Her rhetorical answer made the boy turn around for a second. 'has he slept?' She thought right before closing the door behind her.On the stand next to the couch was placed a diary, maybe hers but this was not the thing that go him intrigued, it was the photo on the wall that he stopped before entering the library.

"Who is-" He stopped. Usually Hunter would ask the question without make it awkward but this time he kept it inside. For him it didn't matter but something inside him wanted to know. The man was too familiar.

"My parents." She stated making him froze. His blood fell to his legs and came back from where it came.

She heard the question.

Summer was not the type of person to open up that easy but sooner or later he was going to ask and the following question wouldn't make her happy. This time she acted smart and that was enough for the time being.

"Not so big house for the rumors I heard." He sat at the desk looking at similar picture to that in the hall. He knew what happened or at least he knew the rumors. The curse of that exact family. And he surely knew the consequences of working with that family. But did he had a choice?

No.

Summer laughed at his words. She knew the rumors and she was sure that Summer Delaware is not the reason her parents died or nor their murderer. But people do believe what the hear, don't they?

"What was your name again?" She moved her head in front of his. Asking this question was not that she forgot it was that he never said it.

"Hunter, Hunter Death." He got up asked for hand and then slowly kissed it. What a gentleman right? "Your father should have wrote about the necklace." He stated and that's the biggest mistake he did.

"My dad?" She asked without second thought. Her eyes widen . "Yes." He was so sure in his answer that she had back thoughts for her own father.The man that choose her life instead of his.

"And how many books exactly you want of his?" She was getting her tone up. Her father hated writing. He thought that this was some kind of wasting time. It was her mother actually that wrote books. Diaries to be exact. Larissa knew that one day she won't be here for her princess so she wrote her a diary letters.

"How much he has?" It was either him lying or he got a wrong information. She questioned working with him. If in the start he gets wrong information what will happened then?

"Why are you here Hunter?"

"I told you."

"Liar."

She punched the desk where he was sitting.

"What?" he got up.

"My father, he never wrote." And in that moment he was even more shocked than her.

He was even more intense that she was. He was being lied at and now he may have lost his only chance for help.

"It's not funny." He said after she laughed at him. The family name Death was too familiar to her. Now she knew why. He just knew the ugly lie behind all the drama. There was no necklace. It was just a closed murder case with wrong accused murderer.

"I'm not laughing at you." She grabbed one of her mother's diaries. "Read it and then come back if you want."

She gave it to him without thinking twice. This was the only thing she had left from her mother and she was willingly giving to him. What was wrong with her?

"What is this?" She pushed him to the front door.

He was more confused than anything. He knew that Delaware's are monsters. Killers without a chance to catch them. And now he sees a girl with long hair calmly giving him her family stuff.

It's either him being lied or her being a good actor.He knew one thing.

He is going to be back.

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