Introduction What do Eleanor Wilson, Jennifer Matthews, Phoebe Holter and Mia Perry all have in common? Revenge. People often say "to err is to human, to forgive is divine", but what they don't realize is just how difficult the act of forgiveness is. As children it was easy to forgive the harm done to us, but as we mature we lose that sense, for good some may say. But is there really hope for the doomed souls?.
Chapter one
She shifted in her chair uncomfortably, this was the last place she'd
want to be but she had to, at least she owe herself that much. Noting her
movements he asked "You really don't want to be here do you?" "What gave it away, the smile on my face?" she asked staring at him with a blank expression "hmm now that is one hell of a smile" he joked trying to ease her "well why don't you continue" he added. "You really are curious" she returned this time smiling??
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"Goodmorning New York!! wakey wakey people, It's our favorite day of the week, it's Friday!!. To ease you out of bed, enjoy this song from the lovely Ed Sheeran." Mia was already awake and making herself breakfast, she turned up the radio as Ed Sheeran's Photograph came on and moved slowly and sang along to the beat. As absurd as it sounded, waking up early to her was part of her job. She had a lot to do, it was always so when you worked for one of the powerful men in New York, Senator Ryan had been kind to offer her a spot on his senatorial campaign six months ago and she had worked so hard that when he won, she got promoted to being his secretary. Although it wasn't what she wanted to do, but it paid the bills and she was not a quitter regardless of if it was her dream job or not besides, she had a goal and she was not about to give up.
