"ALWAYS THE GLASS BALLERINA NEVER THE PLAYER"
A story about Hailey hawthorne, the fifth hawthorn grandchild. always left out by her brothers she became the favorite for the old man.. and while he never showed it in front of his other grandsons. Tobi...
It's been a week, and so much has happened, I know it had because I said all of them fugure it all out peice by peice, u saw Avery get kidnapped I saw her get rescued. What happened in between I don't quite know, but God, it's been wild seeing Avery figure out all these things about her mother, her dad, and Toby. And I gotta admit it's so satisfactory to see her get answers answers I've held in me for so long. Sins I've committed that I didn't want to. Shouldn't have, I decide to go get myself a drink. I go into one of the sitting rooms and pour myself a glass of whiskey sitting there looking at the fire thinking. Realizing. *Better the devil you know than the devil you dont, or is it* werr my grandfather's famous lines, he believed it would only hurt more if we knew how the hurt was coming from. But I don't know after this after all of it. I don't know how much of that I believe. "I'm gonna burn your remains old man. Our game is done. Our deal is broken!" I say. Getting up. I decide to take the long way back to my study, the more I walk the surer I get. __________________________
The other perspective.
"Monkey, you in here?" Jameson calls out To no response. "Let's check her study," grasyon says. "Can't believe you're this serious about this bet," xan says as they open the door to the study, bash max, and Avery stand behind as the door opens They all freeze at the shight in front of them. After what seemed like an eternal pause, Jameson spoke first, "wtf!"
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What they saw (Hailey didn't close her secret room) ♤
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