My Dearest Abigail,
Happy Birthday! On your sixteenth birthday, I wish you all the luck and good health. May you find true happiness and be able to find the path you truly desire.
From your loving grandfather,
Alexander de Volcan
It was a sunny Sunday morning when it all began; that day changed my life. It was the sixteenth of April; my special day.My name is Abigail de Volcan, but I prefer being called Abby. I live in a simple house in the simple town of Manhattan under the not so simple rules of my parents, Jessica and Henry de Volcan. There’s nothing particularly interesting about me, I go to an average school in a boring and average town. There’s nothing I could do about it; and, although there are times when I wished my life would’ve been different,I'm not so sure I want it now, at least not when two of the most important people of your life got murdered. So what I really want now is to just be able to sleep soundly at night knowing that my loved ones are safe too. But I guess that's what you call a whole lot of wishful thinking...
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