She stood bored looking at her mother and (Molly) contemplating this house that will become her home from this moment on. "Caitlin, come and see, it really looks nicer than the map." She grabbed her bag and quietly went inside, saying, "Yes, we have to move here, I mean I'd still rather stay in Munich." Her mother gave her a look that made her realize that her request to return was categorically rejected. "Why don't you go find out, and perhaps choose your room, than to give me that sad face."
She exhaled angrily and headed up the stairs that was behind her. With heavy steps, she was climbing the stairs, and her ear was listening to her mother and her nanny since childhood (Molly), who were coordinating the places and planning the place of the furniture.
She actually understands that her mother left the family home because since the disappearance of her two brothers and her father nearly four years ago, her grandmother has treated them with contempt, and not only this, so that half of the people in the house started treating them with pity and hatred, so that her mother eventually decided to leave and with her she and she left Molly and her husband, gardener Oliver, take home forever and buy a small newly built house in Berlin away from their family in Munich.
I looked upstairs. It contained four bedrooms, painted in a soothing brown. In the end, she decided to take the first room on her right, as it was not really important to her.
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(Yalmouk) grabbed the iron plate and with a few clicks it turned into a liquid to form in the form of a thin iron spear and with force he lifted it to fall with it in the opinion of his opponent, who soon fell on the ground and breathed his last. "Death is fitting for you." He said it angrily after this being wounded him in the shoulder hard, and from behind him came the voice of his friend (Ace). "Have you finished with this psycho?, generally Blaine and the others are waiting for you." He turned to him narrowly, "Okay."
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He cautiously descended from the top of that high hill and the place where he killed one of those creatures that resembled everything disgusting in this life. "You dumped his body in the woods, right?" Yilmouk turned to Cosette and smiled at her softly, then said: That thing is not worthy of calling it a corpse now, but a heap of rubbish. He was looking at the wound inflicted by that creature, and it was only a few seconds before she pulled him towards her and she inspected his wound anxiously while he gave her a look of shame and admiration.
"Well done, Yalmouk, we hope crows or any other garbage creature will devour it." (Yalmouk) nodded his head to accompaniment (Ace): It was brave of you to fight him alone! Krista sighed, "Why are you surprised, Ace? This isn't the first time that one of us has killed one of these creatures alone."
(Ace): The first time was before Chris, as you know, he owns a sister..
Ace didn't finish but was interrupted angrily by Blaine who was angry: Enough, how many times do I have to tell you to forget about this traitor, Ace.
Ace gritted his teeth: Forget! Oh, my goodness, Blaine, stop it. It's not like Chris chose this, it was forced. The latter advanced to grab Ice's yellow shirt collar so that the other would do the same. Here Cosette exploded in anger: Children..yes, you are just two silly children, fighting each time about the same thing. She paused for a while, looking at Yalmuk's painful face, and added: If the friendship matter constituted all these speeches for you, you would have noticed Yalmuk's deep wound. She pulled Ylamuk with her without caring about the calm that prevailed in the place. She knows Blaine's pain over the passing of a best friend, but she's not ready to see the person who's in control of their group crumble.
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It was eight in the evening, Caitlin and her mother had finished arranging the house, with the help of Oliver, while Molly finished preparing a simple dinner for them. Marilyn: Well, this will be the first dinner we have together under the roof of this beautiful house. "Wow, wow," Caitlin said sarcastically. Watch out for the discontented looks coming from Molly and the anger from her mother.
Marilyn: Be thankful for the situation we're in, miss.
(Caitlin): I'm thankful mom, believe me, but it's strange to me and I need to show you how thankful I am.
Her mother stared at her strangely: Are you really serious!? I didn't think you would accept it. She smiled tightly: Umm, from the ground to my mother, hello. This situation is better than meeting the face of my grandmother, who breathes fire from her mouth. Her mother and (Molly) laughed contentedly, adding : Don't forget to pack your things for college, my dear. (Caitlin) raised her thumb: Don't worry, how can I forget.
Marilyn: Be strong like your mother.
I stared blankly at her mother's words, "Be strong, you're no choice in this matter, Caitlin, you have to be strong."