Hope is sent to Scotland, after an unfortunate event, to attend the Salvatore Boarding School. Let's just say, it isn't as bad as she expected, and a certain brunette makes it all worth it.
Sneak Peek;
She was thinking of a way to start the conversa...
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Hope was lying on her bed, progressively revisiting everything that had happened so far, dwelling in her own misery. She didn't have to reassess all of these horrendous events per se, but it seemed that, not unlike her family, she just loved bathing in the past.
Mickelsons had a tendency to do that. They tended to reminisce and often felt nostalgic every chance they got, sometimes even preferring it to events of the present.
Hope wasn't doing it for the pleasure of it, though. Hope was trying to figure out how all these elements of the past were connected. She was trying to link and unlink all of these events to see where the red thread lies, mysterious and dormant but dangerous and treacherous: a diabolical cord lying in wait, concealed and patient, preparing to attack its victims unexpectedly. Something wasn't right. Hope's senses were on high alert. She was shuffling all the pieces of the puzzle when 10 hysterical knocks broke the surrounding silence. Hope jumped on her feet and went to open the door.
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"What the hell do you want, Lizzie?"
"When someone knocks, you answer," croaked Lizzie, clearly attempting to show the disgust she felt about being blown off like this.
Thoughts: The nerve on this one!
"When someone doesn't answer, you leave" retorted the auburn-haired girl.
"I thought you didn't hear me".
"I heard you the first 10 times."
"And yet you left your beautiful sister-in-law outside in the freezing cold", responded Lizzie, a fierce look on her face, her head tilted slightly upwards, acting like a damsel in distress.
Thoughts: What a flare for the dramatics...
"Lizzie, we're not in the middle of a blizzard, and this is not Frozen 2" Hope was clearly getting annoyed of the theatrics but ultimately decided to bite her tongue and refrain from shutting the door in her girlfriend's sister's face.
