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"Daemon," Alora whispered after knocking on my door.
"Come in, love."
Astrid poked her head through the door and smiled. "Are you busy?"
"I'm never busy for you love."
She again smiled shyly and came in. "I just wanted to ask you about my dress. What do you think? Adrian and Anubis helped me pick it."
She was wearing a green chiffon dress with flowers printed on it.
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"You look lovely, darling," I said kissing her head.
"Thank you."
I placed my hand on her shoulder gently guiding her out. "Let's go downstairs, they'll be here any moment."
We went down to the living room and saw that they were here.
"Daemon," grandma noticed me first, "where's my baby?"
"We're all here mother," uncle Sal grumbled.
Grandma scoffed. "Not you. Astrid. Where is she?"
I turned around to see Alora cowering behind me. I put a hand on her shoulder and assured her that it's going to be okay.
She slowly peeked her head from behind me and grandma gasped. "There's my baby."
Alora's eyes widened as she saw grandma rushing towards her.
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Astrid
Teen FictionAstrid has never stepped out her house. She didn't know that her parents hitting her wasn't right. She always thought that's how it works. So what happens when her mother dies and step father runs away.
