Chapter 1: Meeting The Salvatore

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        After Liza use the bathroom, she once again stared at her surroundings. The guest room is quite intriguing from the wallpapers to the beside-tables of the four poster bed. She was use to live in a cabin that isn't too big or small. But now she needs to get use living in a glass house though the wall of her room is made of concrete.

        She yawned and stretched her arms above her head. She barely had slept from the bus ride, boat rides, and more busses and taxi to get to this place.

''I already found Christine, mom.'' I whispered with my eyes close and my face facing the ceiling. ''Thank you for keeping me safe.'' I mumbled when a lump slowly builds in my throat.

        Liza headed to the comfort of the soft mattress and let herself sink to deep sleep.

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