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“Okay, so we have the family room, entertainment center,
kitchen, office and bathrooms. All you need is your bedroom and some cute patio
furniture,” Alice listed off for Kyra. “Do you want a grill?”
My daughter had this dazed look on her face. With all we had
bought, we could have paid for two years of her college tuition. Okay, not
really, but it was a lot of money. Kyra, however, was done. Her head was
hurting from her previous concussion and her ankle was swollen from the sprain.
She was walking with a noticeable limp. “Alice, I think Kyra is on furniture
overload. We can go later.”
“But, there’s this awesome set … “Alice whined, pointing the
opposite direction of the door.
“Ali, no,” I said sternly, arching a brow. “Kyra is still
recovering from her ordeal with Mackenzie.” And
the loss of Steve. “Another time, okay? Besides, aren’t you going to Esme
and Marcus’s for dinner with Gianna and Adam?” It was neutral ground and her
children didn’t feel threatened when she came over to her parents’ home. Nana
and Papa’s house was safe.
Alice checked her watch. “Shit! I’ve got to go,” she said.
She ran over to me, hugging me tightly. “Today was fun! Love you, Bella!” She
danced over to Kyra, who was sitting on the couch we’d ordered for her condo.
Alice gave her a hug, kissing her cheek before leaving us in the store with
Oliver.
I knew my baby girl was struggling with everything that had
happened to her and was currently happening to our family. She had nightmares,
screaming for Steve, Edward or me. She hated Mackenzie and Jacob, wishing them
to be swallowed up whole. My daughter was terrified of her own shadow and
mourning the end of her friendship with the youngest bodyguard that worked for
our family. She was definitely panicking about starting college. With all that
was happening, it was a rite of passage that she was unprepared for. Her look
of absolute terror was a clear indication of her
feelings. “You okay, Kyra?” I
sat down next to her, taking her hand and rubbing her arm gently.
“Aunt Alice spent more money than God,” Kyra whispered, her
golden eyes wide with shock. “I mean, shouldn’t she be worried about that since
everything is so up in the air with her and Uncle Jasper?”
“Alice is a successful fashion designer and wealthy in her
own right, Kyra,” I chuckled, hugging my daughter to my side. “Besides, when we
got your apartment, we all chose an aspect of your education we’d take care of.
Obviously, your father and I would handle the tuition and lodging. Aunt Alice
and Uncle Jasper were in agreement to help you furnish your new place. Aunt Ro
and Nana are going to go shopping for clothing for you, along with incidentals
for the place. You’re responsible for the bills like electricity, cable, phone,
and groceries. Not to mention any spending money.”
“Dad did give me a credit card,” Kyra blushed, patting her
purse.
“And it’s only for emergencies and necessities,” I
reiterated. Kyra nodded. “Now, let’s go out for dinner. It’s been too long
since we’ve had time to chat. With Owen’s accident, your dad’s panic attacks,
the graduation ceremony and the craziness with Mackenzie, I want to see how
you’re doing, Kyra.”
“Are you sure? What if they’re
out there,” Kyra hissed, her eyes darting around the furniture showroom. Her
hand tightened around mine as her breathing picked up.
“Miss Kyra, you are well-protected,” Oliver said deeply from
his spot a few feet away. He gave her a warm smile, trying to put her at ease,
but until all of this was done, she wouldn’t be. However, little did she know
that we had a silent tail.
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