Chapter Thirty-Seven
I woke up by the sound of my phone under my pillow. I yawned and the moment I rose from bed, I could feel the necklace wrapped around my neck. I smiled and held the pendant between my thumb and pointer. I chuckled. “No. But maybe. I loved children. Even before, I loved them. I loved how they smell, how they look, how they plaster a bright smile. I could see pure and innocence in their eyes. I just, really appreciate them. Don’t you?” I was surprised when he suddenly reached out his arm to me. I stared at his closed fist uncertain. “Are you about to punch me?” I asked eyes wide. He smirked and freely opened his fist. A pendant hanging in its golden lace, swung in the air. “I’ll help you keep your promise to your father. For as long as you haven’t made one, you’re keeping this. It’s a sig
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