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Miss Ana Files 004. Last Day"Ana please stay strong "
Things are not getting any better. I thought that I would be able to hang in there, but I can not. I broke down today in front of Eric and Kensi. For no reason at all I broke down and started to cry. This isn't like me. Yesterday, I was in the bathroom and I contemplated being with Dom again. Ya know what I mean don't think ya don't either.
I miss Dom horrible and everyone is going about life like nothing happened. They don't care to remember him for what he did for Sam. He saved Sam's life. He was the one who ran out in front of those bullets while Sam was firing his gun at others.
"Hettie is thinking about resigning ."
I wouldn't blame her. I was thinking about quitting, but I have to stay strong. How can I stay strong? I am carrying the child of the man who I loved. I was going to get married to Dom, we had a lot of stuff picked out for the wedding. A traditional white and black wedding. Our reception was going to be amazing, but I had t
Miss Ana Files 003. Giving Up"What did she see in Dom? Why is it she is so distant?"
I know that Nate is worried about me. Nate Getz is our forensic psychologist and a great friend. I told him when I fell in love with Dom. I told him that we were getting married and that we didn't set a date yet. Nate was the only one who knew about everything. So he should understand why I am so quiet and distant. He should understand why I am so quiet and why I engulf myself in my work.
I just hacked into the database of the criminal we are going after now. I hope to find the murder and give this corporal's family justice. Dom's family never got any justice. Dom's family never got the real answer as to why he was the one targeted and kidnapped. I know what kind of times we are living in today. I know that we are the ones being cast out upon by those in other parts of the world, but why kill? Why kidnap others just to make a damn point?
Things were fine. Things were lovely when Dom was around. I miss his touch. I miss the way he
Miss Ana Files 002. Blame"Why didn't he save him? Why was his back turned to Dom?"
I blamed Sam Hana for Dom's death. I asked myself why Dom was the one who had to die. Why was Dom the one who took those bullets and not Sam. It was a long recovery process for me. I was the one who had to tell Dom's parents about his untimely demise. Not Nate, not Hettie or Callen. Me his fiancée. His one true love had to tell his own parents that he died saving someone else.
Dom admired Sam. Kind of like the 'brotherly bond' that two brothers have. Dom tried so hard to impress Sam that he couldn't sleep at night sometimes. He would leave the house the next morning on nothing but coffee.
I am so angry with Sam. I barely speak to him at work unless we are on a case. In that instance, I address him as sir, or yes Mister Hana. Nate can tell that I am very upset with Sam, but at this point I don't care. I don't care about anyone's feelings but my own.
I guess I am the one harming myself. People don't get it. They don
Blue Eyes in FlamesWhen the prince sees the flower bloom from the palm of her hand, he orders her arrest.
She is only seven years old.
He takes the flower from her and keeps it, even though he knows he shouldn't. He puts it a vase, or, rather, his servant does that for him. The flower doesn't ever die, even years later.
It's dawn of a December morning, and he's cold. But still, he stands next to his father dutifully and looks at the little girl with blue eyes that are now black from seven nights sleeping on a cold, dungeon floor behind bars. They cut off her dark brown hair during that time. She's tied to the pyre, and there are seven guards around her, holding sharper swords than normal, not that she could get away. There's one man dressed in black holding an unlit torch, with a mask over his face to prevent his death. His father raises his arm, and the torch is lit.
She locks her gaze to his, and he blinks at her. It's like she expects him to prevent it. He couldn't, though, he can't. She scares him, w
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