Chaotic (Arcane Mage Series Book 1) by T.S. Snow

Author:T.S. Snow [Snow, T.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-08T16:00:00+00:00

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The next day was uneventful, which was surprising considering what my life had been like lately. I half expected someone to barge in through the door or something, but nothing happened. The cleaning crew finally came by, and I left the apartment for a couple of hours while they did their thing. If asked, I would've said I didn't want to be in their way, but the truth was... I didn't want to see them looking at me judgingly at how messy I was. I used all my energy on keeping my office and tech lab clean so they wouldn't end up going there, so at least I had that going for me. It wouldn't do to let random humans go in and stumble across things they had no business seeing. And now I sounded like my mother.

Disgusted with myself and the direction of my thoughts, I looked around me, trying to find anything that would catch my eye. The streets were busy with people coming and going, their steps hurried, their postures tense. Half of them were either looking at their phones or talking on them. A little girl in a bright pink princess dress had my full attention as she half skipped, half strolled down the street hand in hand with a man in a suit who I presumed was her father, talking his ear off. He looked down at her and nodded every now and then, indicating he was actually paying attention to what she was saying.

My heart clenched. What would it be like to have someone look down at you as if you were their whole world? What would it be like to just know that no matter what you had to say, you would be heard? You would be loved? Did that little blonde girl in pigtails know how lucky she was to have a dad who loved her and took the time on what was clearly a busy workday to spend with her? I rubbed at the ache in my chest and looked elsewhere.

I didn't want to seem like a psycho, standing on the streets staring at families and crying. Someone would probably call the cops or the loony bin on me or something, and I did not want to explain to anyone that I was just a loser with too many feelings warring inside of me.

I kept walking until I reached a less busy part of town where the buildings sparkled less and the streets had more litter thrown around. The suits around here were looser on people's frames, the hair a little more unkempt; the jeans a tad more ripped and lighter from too many washes. I walked inside the martial arts studio that had seen better days and smiled at the girl at the front desk, though she didn't even raise her head from her computer screen. Making my way to the locker room, I was thankful for my foresight to always keep a couple clean workout clothes in my locker.

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