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as i opened the door to my room wide enough to let Langdon in the peeked into the hallways as the silence was still, almost chilling  i was just making sure no one was watching me and him.

"do not fret if Anyone see's us i will make sure they are taken care of" he said pulling me to him his hands tracing the palms of mine as my fingers traced along his "can i ask you something" he looked down at me as i spoke i still was kinda confused about what gallant said, yeah langdon said his piece to him but  i had to know myself" What did gallant mean?" he sighed locking his fingers with mine "there must have been a sort of misunderstanding during his Interview  i think he believed that i was enamored by him "he said as he let go of my hands and drug his hands down my hands before plucking me off the floor by my thighs i squeaked as he moved and laid me on the bed  while hovering over me "anything more beautiful?"he asked kissing my cheek, i blushed darkly And shook my head  "good" he whispered as he moved and kissed my pale pink lips tenderly i moved my hands up to his hair and gripped a handful of his golden locks earning a throaty moan from him "ive missed your touch my love, keep doing that" i tugged more as he groaned moving his kisses down my neck my head leaning back as he his soft perfect lips glided my pale flesh his hands running up my sides. before he peeled himself away from my petite body

i pouted watching him leaving because he had to tend to something i groaned my body collapsing into the bed as i stared at the ceiling 'was he always this way?' i thought "no" a voice chimed into the air i sat up seeing myself in the vanity placing her hand under her chin "um.." she chuckled "i know your confused but i will explain myself come here" she waved me over to the mirror i got up without and thinking as i leaned over the vanity and touched the mirror.

ripples in the mirror like water my eyes widened not long after i felt something wrap around my wrist pulling me in i tumbled onto to a hard floor my head spun i sat up and looked around as the person that looked like me Knelt down in front of me "You okay buttercup?" i nodded my head she helped me up "am i dreaming?" i questioned "what do you think it is?" she asked i shrugged at her question she chuckled and lead me to a large oval room that had a desk in the center i admired the hallways and the little details as we went "where is everyone?" i asked in a wondering coo. "out" she spoke coldly as she sat behind the desk and gestured in front of her "take a seat" i raised a brow and sat down as she instructed "So what questions do you have" i ran over multiple questions that flew through my Head

"lets start with the first one your thinking, where are we?. we are at Miss robichaux's  school for the extraordinary gifted girls" she spoke i blinked i guess that sort of answered my first question that popped in my head "Who is our aunt?" i croaked out meekly as my hands tightened around the skirt of my dress, she was quiet then pulled a picture out of a brief case which seemed like a family photo there was a redheaded man a brown haired woman along with a blonde there was also a  child in the photo which must of been us, her fingers ran over the blonde headed woman "Cordelia Goode our aunt , our mother Cassidy Goode and our father Ramon Dahlia, " She set the picture down and  sighed softly "our mother was  A crazy pill popping bimbo  skeptic of magic she never condoned her magic and bound our powers to us at a young age that was when aunt Cordelia was banned from seeing us. when we barely turned 12 we found Our lifeless mothers body laying on the floor of her bathroom turns out she took the pills because she did not want to believe she had magic that kept prevailing through months later we were given to Cordelia after living with an Abusive foster family  because our father went missing" she said "how do i know your me?" she smirked letting her black jacket Fall to her elbow taking a enclosing stamp for a letter her eyes glowed a small golden color as the metal part heated up she moved and placed it against our right shoulder her face scrunched up in pain as i yelped and looked at my shoulder "believe me now?" she chuckled out pulling her jacket back up i nodded wincing as i rubbed the pain away from the burnt mark the now branded my porcelain flesh

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