This is my home (MB #25) Epilogue

For the next few days, Mia would be led towards the road of recovery by Hunter -who would stay with her every moment of every day until she came home with him. She would relish in his love and his family’s kindness as her soul rekindled her bond with the man she’d started living with…

Where I would stay forever… (MB #24)

I hear a beeping sound in the distance, scratching my brain as it seems to come closer when I woke up from my sleep. Everything around me looks hazy and bright, blinding my vision from being held in the dark for so many days in a row. I’d forgotten how bright it could get during…

I didn’t even get to hold her… (MB #23)

I expected joy and a happy ending, once we found Mia in what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse. I anticipated a feeling of relief washing over me as Thompson and his agents brought her out, or at least a sense of accomplishment that we had won. Yet, I didn’t feel any of that, not…

You’re lucky to be loved

When you spend most of your teenage years dreaming of movie stars and singers you would secretly love to marry, you end up with high expectations of love. You want someone this tall and that rich with a type of car and a certain job, which you yourself sometimes cannot achieve but expect your perfect…

Let me say goodbye to her… (MB #21)

It’s late at night when a loud noise startles me and wakes me up from my sleep. A powerful bang on my door jolts me from my nightmares and makes me run to the window in nothing but a pair of boxers, searching for anyone that might be in on my front porch. Grams… Hurrying…

Are you going to kill him? (MB #20)

I arched my back slightly, hoping to ease some of the tension from my muscles as a result of sitting in the same position for hours and hours every single day. Tied to a chair in a dark room where I could never tell if it was day or night, I sat in silence sometimes…

Find me… (MB #17)

‘All I want is for you to do your job, Sheriff! I yelled in exasperation, seeing red everytime he addressed her as a criminal that didn’t deserve the benefit of the doubt. ‘Hunter, no one forced their entry in your home, there’s no signs of a struggle. There’s little I can do, since all you’ve…

He begged in the end… (MB #16)

For the next few days, I engaged in a routine some would deem boring and almost unbearable. I woke up everyday ready for a new day, took care of feeding Loki and played with him as often as I could in the patio. Hunter had brought Thor back from the farm as well, so I…

A grandmother’s love (MB #15)

I woke up with a startle, confused by my surroundings but immediately comforted by the scent of Hunter’ pillow next to my head, reminding me exactly of who I’d slept next to the night before. I could hear muffled voices coming from downstairs and as the exchanges got louder I got the impression the conversation…

Because I love you… (MB #14)

I clocked in earlier and instead of having dinner with Hunter, I sulked in the guest room he had assigned me to, all alone, fighting my stomach’s protest at the smell of what I could only assume was roast. Loki had abandoned me to sleep by Hunter’s fireplace in an adorable furry ball and I…

Stay with me…(MB #13)

Uncomfortable and almost unbearable would be the only words I could use to describe the drive to Hunter’s house. He didn’t talk to me after asking me to pack my bags, except for polite requests like opening the car door for him to put my suitcases in or to ask me to put my seatbelt…

When I saw her… (MB #12)

My grandfather used to say that if a woman looks like she’s about to explode, you need to run for the hills because chances are it is your fault or it is about to be. He never mentioned anything about the possibility of her being my shelter or that in that state, she would look…