Chapter 23-Grayson

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I wake up to my alarm blaring in my ear.I turn as I groan and switch off the alarm.I kick off my blankets and walk to the bathroom.I take off my bandage and shower.I look at the now healing bullet hole in my arm and refresh my bandage.I open my duffel and wear the sweats I packed.I sigh as I wear my jacket and watch and leave the house.I get in Uncle Lorenzo's RS3 and speed to his house.

Once I get there, I see Aunt Eliza in the garden wearing a red dress the same style as yesterday, and Uncle Lorenzo is sitting on a lawn chair looking at his wife with awe I'm sure he thinks she's his breath of fresh air.I wish I was in love.I shake my head and try to shake away those thoughts.I get out the car and walk to Uncle Lorenzo.I hand him the keys and tell him"Im heading back now.Farewell"."Farewell Pierre,"he says.I walk to Aunt Elizabeth and tell her, "Im going back today Tante.Farewell"."Farewell, my Pierre,"she says as she hugs me.I hug her back and walk to the SUV.I get in, and it drives to the airport.At the airport I walk to the jet and get on.I sit on a fluffy white couch and place my duffel beside me.

After the long six hours and forty minutes, I walk to my bike.I get on and speed to my house.I walk in and see a maid. "Excuse me,please prepare my dinner,"I tell her as she nods and walks to the kitchen.I may be the chef of this Mafia, but my mom taught me to always respect a woman no matter what.I walk up to my room and unpack my duffel bag.I sit on the edge of my bed and feel the emptiness in me.

I contemplate on calling mon rayon de soleil but eventually decide against it and walk downstairs for my dinner.I sit at the dining table and find my dinner waiting for me.I eat my meal and walk back to my room.I walk to my bathroom and refresh my bandage.I change into fresh joggers and go to sleep.

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