Chapter 8.

I think I've seen you before…

With that in mind Patrick had tried to keep his social life a little more secluded as a way to protect himself and his children, but he also had to be aware that even if he continued taking that chemical serum to calm a little the side effects of the foreign DNA in his body and in the body of Brianna's daughter and Brianna herself, it was a complete challenge every waning quarter.

Everything seemed to be getting out of control, he had to try to stay calm to control his children, to control himself and also to control Brianna's daughter, because Brianna had disappeared as only she usually did, without leaving any clue and then appearing out of nowhere...

And it was even more difficult to get to Brianna and her husband's house with the excuse of taking the children to see Stephanie so he could only give her the chemical serum disguised as gummies.

It was not known what was worse for Patrick, if having to deal with and pretend that Mark Lynn completely liked him or having to see how the woman he has loved all his life is happy in the arms of another person...

The pain that oppressed Patrick's heart when he saw every time Brianna dedicated a smile to her partner, was like a dagger to himself; and although he had promised and boasted of saying in front of her and in front of those who knew those feelings that he had once confessed, that that was already a thing of the past, because it is buried, it is trampled and he does not remember it, and that whatever he had done, he surely did it while drugged or drunk, because according to him he could no longer see her with anything other than eyes of admiration and friendship; and although that seemed to be something that Mark believed, deep down Ritchthofen knew that it was a complete lie, even Natalie knew it too, she just preferred to ignore it…

Anne Tempus was alone with Patrick for a moment and said to him: When are you going to make public the news that you found me? Remember that there will always be someone who wants to have the scoop long before you, so let's avoid bad times and it will be better for both of us to bring to light that we know each other, we can lie and say that we met again just a few months ago, in the same way it is not something that will have great relevance in the case of our parents, but at least in this way we could get rid of the image that you are a psychopath, so Patrick laughing said to her: do not forget that you are alive because I made only one damn mistake by not getting rid of your body myself, so do not pressure me, I will know when I will make public your reappearance, until then just be a good girl and do not cause me controversy, Stay by Ritchthofen's side like you've done all these years behind my back and you'll be safe for life, so Anne responded in a much sweeter tone of voice saying: don't forget that if I open my mouth your career is over, so who do you think is in control here…?

After a couple of days, Anne Tempus left the city secretly from Patrick and Ritchthofen and as if she could predict it, she was lost in Whistler without a phone and without remembering where she had come from previously; She was fragile when she was alone, she had run away from home after having been confronting Patrick, maybe he was no longer her brother even though deep down she wished he had been…

There was no turning back, he himself had led her to a death in the past when she was a 5-year-old girl, he practically denied her the right to life, she had no friends other than her current husband and her brother's best friend: Ritchthofen, but she was different, she couldn't survive a fourth waning without hurting someone, it was her nature, it was already in her DNA, her brother had turned her into that many years ago, but why did his words always make her feel despised and worthless like an object you can take and throw away whenever you want… so without thinking twice she sat down on the side of the sidewalk in the middle of the road, she probably needed a space to breathe, a different environment, not to feel used, she lived pleasing her husband, her friends and her brother.

They played with her DNA as if it were a puzzle that you could put together and take apart, break it and put the pieces back together again, at times it allowed you to be weak, and suddenly, the rain began to fall, just as if it were a friend trying to cover your wounds so that no one would notice them.

Only then did she allow herself to cry, she let out each of her tears, breathing, she calmed down and when she felt calmer, she burst into tears again, it was so much, that there was no way she could stop crying.

could say nothing... and she carried so much inside that it would be difficult for a man to understand.

She was practically in a golden cage from where she could go anywhere, as long as she was supervised or accompanied... she knew she couldn't have children and if she did have them she was aware that they would be metamorphs due to her DNA alterations...

Now she was only good for trying to find a serum that would slow down the growth of Patrick's children and that was all she was worth to him: a damn serum, in the middle of her emotional outburst she felt someone's footsteps, she knew there were people walking at that time of night... from the cold weather she could deduce that it was no later than 12, perhaps at most 1 in the morning, then some boots splashed near her without realizing that they stepped on her hand...

She obviously let out a moan of annoyance, then the man immediately withdrew his foot and illuminated her with the phone's flashlight...

And the man was none other than Foster, who seeing her all wet said to her: Miss, are you okay? She didn't know what to say, it was the first time she was interacting with another person, so she just said yes…

Foster, not believing her, asked her: have we met before? She gave a half-moon smile and said: I highly doubt we've met before, because I'm lost in this place… At that statement, Foster said: I see, don't you want me to take you to a hotel? I know it may sound uncomfortable for a stranger to offer to take you to a hotel, but I would feel much worse knowing that you are here so alone with so many crazy people in the world.

She stood up and said to him: I accept your offer, he noticed that her eyes were swollen, it was obvious that she had cried, she followed him silently and he took her to the first hotel he found, he paid for her room and paid for her dinner, then he left…

She only looked out the window of that room while she finished eating a hamburger with fries and saw him continue on his way, then she said to herself: this is the kindness of a person… how can someone be so good and kind to a monster like me…?