Chapter 50
Nicolas/Papa Leaning back in my office chair I wipe my weary eyes and let out a heavy sigh. My hand reaches for my phone and then I pull it back. I’ve done this so many times over the last few weeks, my own anxiety threatening to run riot over my mind. I haven’t hear a word from Erik or Miranda, I know they are in a process and sensibly I know he will reach out when he is ready, when they have fixed this mess but in my heart it has been too long. Inside I wish with everything that Miranda would pick up the phone, that she would think of me. My greatest regret in this life is not being with her but what can I do? She at her core abhors this life, the fighting between the two factions and yet I am the only one who is holding the thread of peace in place. An all out war between the hous
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