Flanked between two teenagers like myself left me feeling like a sandwich.
Yes, I was indeed sandwiched in between Charles and Jacob. I think perhaps they feared I was going to bolt at any second. What they didn’t know was I wanted, no I needed. . .
Let me just rephrase that - I desperately craved to see father James.
After that s**t show he put up, sneaking up on me while I was reading in the library and infiltrating my dreams, I needed some truths from him. I still wondered days later, how he was always able to do it. Who was he really, and what powers did he hold? He probably possessed magic, that must be it.
I didn’t know what was false or true anymore. Although I didn’t believe his words one bit. I was an orphan, had always lived in the orphanage from birth. I never knew my par
