I had no choice that day but to go to the address stated on important information card. So at midmorning I hopped onto a bus going to Santa Monica. I excused myself by saying that I was meeting up with friends at the pier. Josephine bought the lie, all Julian did was give me a suspicious look. Guilt confessed my heart by now, I just couldn't stop my mind from replaying the screaming and the clatter of glass hitting the floor in Rosemary's audio. I had not helped this poor woman who had to take care of me in this state of terrible danger it most have been for her. What had I done to help her?! Nothing in my whole lifetime, all I had been was nuisance left behind by my mother!😭 I had grown to love Rosemary, her kind ways and her intelligence, even if she wasn't my real grandmother. Not only that, I had lied to my friend Julian. I had to do horrible things to reveal the truth about my family. For every tidbit of the truth a lie was involved.
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The Designer Girl
Teen FictionSasha's a model, well almost- at least. But being its a model has its ups and downs, especially if you were FORCED to do it. It's time Sasha faces ongoing family problems, even if that means chasing and hunting for a dark secret that has to be unc...
