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Bethany POV I was fed up with the thought of being taken or hurt or killed and that my sister wanted to harm me for what I was not sure. I cannot, for the life of me, work out what I had done in the past to deserve such hatred, so I decided to try a few things to liven up my life. I did not want to live in fear of what might happen, and take life by the preverbal horns and do things I had always wanted to do, be brazen and bold. Now was the time. I decided from this moment my life was going to change; I was not going to be hiding and looking over my shoulder, waiting for something to happen. I looked at Theo as he sat down and looked about the restaurant. I could see him checking every place out for threats; he was trying to be so strong, but I knew he was worried, too. I was going to