Nikki noticed how people looked at her as if she was mad when she walked past them but she didn't care. Nothing else mattered anymore. Her hair was a over the place, he dresses and cheeks, stained.
She didn't know where she was going but hoped it led her to her death. After hours of walking with her head down, she raised her head and was shocked by where she stood. She stood in front of the Piason mansion.
She took a step back. She couldn't be here. This was not where she belonged. She eyed the mansion before spinning on her heels, going to the one placed she belonged. The slums.
Distracted by thoughts, she failed to notice the car that approached. "Lucas. Stop the car." Sasha said, spotting a figure coming from their home. She studied the figure some more. "Stop the car Lucas." She rep
