The small town she had ended up in, was one that Grace had never expected. She had never expected that she would have to run from her past either. She hated the nightmares, she hated the fact that she had to look over her shoulder all the time. This small town was - hopefully - a place where he would never search for her.

The cabin was not her usual style. It was going to need a lot of love and taking care before it would look the part, but Grace was okay with that. It would keep her busy, distracted from what she had left behind. The woman walked into the small store of the town where she would hopefully be able to find what she needed.

She searched through the shelves and then brought the items she needed to the counter where no one was to be found. A younger girl popped up suddenly and Grace smiled at her. “Hi there, are your parents around?” The girl shook her head and got some of the items out of her basket. “But I can help you.” The blonde woman chuckled and leaned against the counter. “Well in that case, do you have some paint? I want a happy color.” The girl looked at her excitedly and nodded happily. “I will get you the samples,” she said before she left.

Grace’s gaze followed the girl to the back of the store before she looked through the rest of the store once more to see what was going on there, waiting for the girl to return.

Emma’s normal tricks for using motel showers and beds before maid service arrived was not working out. There had been too many close calls or maids spotting them and her fleeing before the police could catch her. She couldn’t tell anyone the last time she fully slept. Months at least. It had been night after night of trying to find a comfortable position to fall asleep on the weirdest areas and angles. It had messed up her back and neck beyond all reason, and she needed sleep in some sort of proper bed. 

She was walking through a fancier hotel in the hopes to find a couch to sleep on. Through a stroke of luck, she overheard a conversation that a very rich heir of some kind was staying there. He was not in his room right now and should not be back for a few hours. She got the name, and that was all she needed. She slipped a hat off one of the luggage racks and some sunglasses. Her blonde heir helped her totally look like she was a celebrity undercover. She went to the reception desk and used his name to get a key, keeping her voice low as if she wanted to keep it on the low profile. It worked perfectly.

After returning the items, she snuck up to the room and took advantage of all the amenities. Shower, food, laundry down the hall, and the TV. It was a nice break. She sat on the TV in her robe as she waited for her clothes to dry.

"I’ve spent the last three hours looking for you.” Never mind the fact that it was three in the morning on a Sunday night, or that he had to be in a business meeting in L.A. by tomorrow afternoon. Frankly, Derrick just wanted the night to be over with. Ever since they got married, it felt like he was constantly roping her out of her party girl madness. At first, he thought it was amusing. Wasn’t it just two years ago that Derrick was a degenerate? He would drink, smoke, and party his trust fund to the ground. But now, he was “Derrick Woodsen” and the heir to the family business. Suddenly, all the things he enjoyed weren’t so funny anymore. “Can you please just get in the car?” Derrick complains, attempting to reach for his wife’s arm and pull her towards the door. “Seriously. Let’s go.”

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Princess Liana was never one to act like Royalty. Her mother always found her slouching when people weren’t looking or rolling around in the grass on a rainy day. Her mother thought it was best to send her away when she was five to learn how a princess should act, speak, sit, and breathe. Fifteen years later a ship arrived at on the shores of Liana’s home where she turned into a woman who was fit to be queen. And within seconds, Liana and her possessions were hauled onto the ship, and began to set sail for her life back at court. She was excited to be back, excited to see her brothers and sisters. But she was also afraid that she wouldn’t recognize anyone at court since she had been away for so long. 

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