The mansion
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Hannah walked around the mansion. It had been a few months since she had killed Maya, and Hannah was still getting used to the fact that her soulmate was one of the elders, a Lord. Thierry had done everything he possible could to make sure Hannah was happy. He had lost her so many times, he wanted to give her everything she deserved. And to him, Hannah deserved the world. She was beautiful, caring and perfect. How could he not love her?
Hannah looked around. Her mom had gotten used to the idea that her daughter was in love, so she was willing to let Thierry pay for Hannah to visit him every other weekend. The only reason Thierry was paying for Hannah to visit him was because he had refused to take any money off of Hannah's mom. He had told them that it was his pleasure to pay.
Hannah was waiting. Thierry was out on business, talking to some of the other elders, so Hannah was waiting for him to arrive back at the mansion. She stood in the hallway, looking at one of the many fine pieces of artwork, when the front door opened. Hannah looked over and smiled when she saw Thierry standing there. He had a beautiful smile on his lips.
Hannah had missed her soulmate. It had only been almost two weeks since she had last saw him but it felt like eternity. Hannah ran over to him and into his awaiting arms. Thierry held her against time. Two weeks had been a long time. He ran his fingers through her hair. He needed to find out if his soulmate's mom would let Hannah come more often. He didn't think he could survive that long without her again, it was hard enough as it was. Thierry kissed the top of her head. They both needed each other close to stop each other from going insane.