Her Scarred Heart (RED PLANET FATED MATES #6) by Miranda Martin EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Miranda Martin
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal / Sci-Fi
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KAI
My hair hangs over my face, shielding me from view as I scrub the
floor. The deck is shiny as can be, but it doesn’t matter. My job is
to scrub the floors so I do it. Silently as usual, letting the world
pass by me.
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Legs move around, voices pass over, and none of them engage with me. On
my hands and knees, ignored or forgotten it makes no difference. I’m fine. I
know I am because I tell myself I am. Over and over. What else can I be?
What choice do I have?
One day is much the same as any other. Get up. Eat. Work. Sleep. Avoid
people, avoid conversation, avoid everything I possibly can as I do my best
to make it through another one of the endless, pointless days.
The bucket scrapes over the metallic flooring as I scoot it ahead, moving to
the next area to clean. My lower back throbs with aching pain and my knees
hurt. I don’t say anything because why? No one would care if I did. That’s
the cold, hard truth of my life. Since the crash I have become less.
I dip the brush into the soapy water, slosh some across the floor, and scrub.
More people pass by, but not one pauses as I continue to work my way
down the hall. I dart a quick glance ahead, judging how much more there is
to go. Another thirty minutes and I’ll be done. This is my last hall for the
day. Once I finish it, my time is my own. Yay.
“Did you see that!” a female voice exclaims with excitement.
I frown, trying to ignore it, but the tone of her voice tugs at my attention.
Then something stirs inside my brain, or in my heart, or somewhere but I
try to squash it. Curiosity is for others. Ones who aren’t me. Forcing all my
attention onto the brush and the next section of floor, I pointedly ignore the
conversation.
“Look, look, look, there she goes!” another voice, this one male.
That stirring desire to know, almost a fear of missing out on something,
tries to take root again. I grab onto that feeling and jerk it out, hoping I got
the roots too. It doesn’t concern me. No one wants me there to witness
whatever it is. I am not welcome.
“Oh! Oh! Look, you got it girl, go!” yet another female voice.
That niggling of curiosity remains undeniable. I dare a quick peek through
my hair but all I see is multiple sets of legs standing at the end of the hall.
They’re less than ten feet away but it might as well be the other side of the
planet.
Something is happening beyond those legs which is where everyone’s
attention is. Inexorably drawn forward I crawl a little closer until I can see
what is happening. The baby is taking a few steps between the tables of the
dining hall.
The baby. I know I’ve heard her name, but I don’t recall it, but it doesn’t
really matter. She’s famous as is, famous enough that if someone mentions
‘the baby’ anyone else automatically knows who you’re talking about.
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