Christel’s lips pressed hardly together when she felt the familiar presence following her at the store. If only she didn’t need to do the groceries herself, she wouldn’t step out of their apartment so Yvann wouldn’t have the chance to follow her like a puppy. When she went back to Irvington, she used some of her savings she earned from her unlikely job to rent a new place for the kids. Her apartment was too small for the three of them, and Carla’s house held so much memory she couldn’t afford to cause her insanity and grief. The kids had their own nanny, but she still made sure she’s taking care of the important stuff for Millana and Wesley. Besides, she didn’t want to use her new abilities to take advantage of other people, like compelling someone to do groceries instead. As much as possi
