The Devil Wore A Brown Suit

Chapter 22: Part One Pedition

Brooke comes rushing into my room and slams the door. “Are you stupid?” she screams at me.

She is furious. I understand why. I could’ve screwed up everything. “I am sorry. I feel like I have told you that way too many times. I am sorry. I just wanted to look around.” I tell her.

“Do not go out without me anymore. If you come into your powers alone, Izzy, you could die. I need to be with you.” Brooke lies down on my bed. I can tell she is exasperated.

“Listen. We are trying to protect you, but you make it so hard. Please listen to me and Camilla. We will protect you and your children. But you have to listen to us.” She says as she bangs her hands on the bed.

She is completely annoyed with me in ways I do not blame her for at all. I deserve to be scolded for today.

“Okay. I understand you are going to meet the chosen ones tonight.” She begins and stops to listen. I am not sure what she is listening to. She listens for several seconds.

 “Izzy, Labith says she is coming tonight to protect you. She will be close.” She tells me. “I will be here to escort you to the village in a few hours. Try to rest. If possible stay out of trouble for the rest of the day. Please.” She goes back out of the room in less of a huff.

of trouble for a few hours anyway. I wonder why I need Labith to protect me. Who are these chosen people? I walk to the window of my room. I see so many different types of people, young, old, happy, and sad.

I just don’t know how to get to her without my brother knowing. I can hear a faint voice again but I have no idea what it is saying. Is it her? What if I am wrong about everything going on here? What if she has the answers? I can’t wait any longer. I am going tonight. When we leave the chosen ones I have to

hear all of your thoughts.” She shakes her head. “Perdition listen to me. Things are not as they seem. Sunnie will be here tonight. We have to take her out and Ryan. Then Daniel will be vulnerable. Just follow my lead.” She starts to walk out of the

my door. It’s time to go. I can do this. I look out the window. I can no longer

past her. I am

minutes. I can tell she needs to talk to me. I know she is under a lot of stress. I cannot imagine being in her shoes. She is

still don’t remember my children the way a mother should. Everything I remember is fuzzy almost like it is something they want me to remember. Is any of it real? Why hasn’t the apple

       My once happy life in the underworld seems a million miles away. I want my father to help me through this. I have no

  

catch up to me. I think I am

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