So I finally have wi-fi again. Like I explained before, I am totally stupid when it comes to anything technological. I got comments about using my phone to sync or something and there were more about using a hotspot? Sorry, I have no idea what that means much less how to do it
Luckily, I have internet connection now so no worries
So I know a lot of you have been really excited for the sequel to Rightfully His. I've started work on it and I'm hoping the first chapter will be up withing the next two weeks. To keep you guys satiated however, the description is posted at the end of this chapter. So, enjoy (:
Thank you to everyone who votes and comments and fans and to the silent readers. You guys are all awesome :)
Dedicated to BlowMeAKiss for the lovely banner on the side. Thank you for taking the time to do it and it looks great (:
(Sorry for any spelling/grammar errors)
P.S. To those of you who asked about which part of Minnesota I'm visiting, it's Ramsey. It's absolutely beautiful here (I love how green it is, I live near Los Angeles so I don't ever see all this wildlife)
I woke up early the next morning and wasn’t surprised to find my mother was already gone. What was surprising was Wes, sitting at the kitchen table, eating a bowl of cereal and the newspaper in his hand. Newspaper? Do we get the newspaper delivered to the house? He looked up when I entered the kitchen and smiled at me. I frowned in return and continued on my way to the refrigerator with neither of us speaking. I grabbed a bottle of water before turning to Wes and leaning against the counter.
“You’re still here?” I asked, eyebrows raised.
“You heard me last night. I’m not leaving you alone. Especially not with our sorry excuse of a mother.” Wes scowled distastefully. I looked down as I asked my next question.
“Is it true? Did you really try and get in touch with me?” I asked quietly. A quick look to the clock reminded me that Dustin and the others would be along in just a few minutes which gave me enough time to have a short talk with Wes. I didn’t want a heart to heart, more like answers.
“Yes.” Wes stated firmly. I looked up to see him staring at me with a serious expression. “She said that you didn’t want to talk to me. That you blamed me for leaving.”
“I did you know.” I said quietly.
“I know.” His voice held regret and sorrow. “I honestly had no idea Libby.”
“I know.” I repeated his words.
“I can’t take the past five years away and make it all better but I can try and make your future better. If you’ll let me that is.” Wes gave me a pleading look. “I didn’t mean to make you think I abandoned you because all I’ve been doing while in college is working hard to make sure I could make your life better. But I’ve decided I won’t force myself on you. Even though that’s contradicting to what I just said a few moments away, I want you to be able to decide if you want me here or not.”
“I have to get to school.” I murmured after a long moment. I wasn’t sure if I wanted him here or not. I did but I didn’t at the same time. Could I just let him in so easily once again?
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Libby Ashford is finally free of her living nightmare. On the run from her father, she and her mother move to a new town to start fresh and forget their past. Easier said than done. Starting at her new school, Libby already runs into trouble when s...