![]() What the hell was going on? Where was Chloe? I could chalk this up to the belief that money talks, but it wasn’t cash we were dealing with, it was Alaric. I’d had the same landlord all this time and she never once mentioned she was selling her property. I had a feeling I knew who the person was that bought it. The house was sold nearly three years ago today to an unknown source. I read the list, the name at the very top had me closing my eyes for a minute. Having a light bulb moment, I typed in my home's address and clicked into the realtor information listed for it on one of those rent and buys sites. I tapped the phone against my lips wondering what to do next. If not for her I most likely wouldn’t be in this position. I contemplated calling my mom again, but she was the last person I wanted to deal with. Chloe didn’t work at a chain establishment. Maybe she’s at a different salon? If you don’t have any luck and give us a callback, I can get you scheduled with-.” “I’m sorry, but we don’t have anyone like that here. Chloe’s worked there for almost three years. I shook my head as if the woman could see me. “Yeah, we don’t have any stylists that go by that name.” FOAMY WATER SPLASH PNG FULLNot a full three seconds later she clicked back on. She put me on hold with a Bruno Mars song. I typed in the name of the salon Chloe worked at and dialed the number listed. I turned and placed my back against the wall slowly sliding down it as I pulled up the search engine on my phone. Alaric had removed every single trace of my sister from this house.įeeling like an intruder peering into a stranger’s empty closet, I closed the door and took a step back. It was the final nail in her coffin, so to speak. It left Meg’s room more barren than before. Alaric had somehow discarded all the boxes and clothing I was here under the guise to sort through. Twisting the knob, I peeked my head into the room and confirmed what I had already suspected. It still felt like I shouldn’t be going in here, but there was something I needed to check. There was a small list of things to do inside my head and it had to be done before Alaric got back or Demitri popped up. I walked the expanse of the hall down to where Meg’s room was. Wait? What the hell was I thinking right now? I was getting ahead of myself. With my being here he’d had to tweak his days around mine. I felt both annoyed and indifferent about this. It was nearing two when I realized I was waiting around for Alaric to come home like a puppy that had been left in its cage too long. I had taken a nap and taken the time to put my hair in two fish-tail braids. It was going on four in the afternoon, or early evening depending on the preference. ![]()
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