{SEQUEL TO LETTERS FROM THE SKY}
"My mother told me that the world has got its plans"
7 years after the revelation that drove a wedge between Cason and Haven, their lives changed drastically.
Haven went on to return to England for University, gradua...
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As I walked through the streets of L.A., I could see everyone's eyes on me.
I knew that it was not just because I was the stepsister of Cason Eastwood, but because I had made a name of my own as a big-time model and fashion designer. I enjoyed it and always put my skills into my outfits, no matter where I was going.
Today, I had to admit that my outfit was killer: I was wearing tight, black skinny jeans paired with a black tank top, a white see-through v-neck and black wedges.
As I was walking through the streets of downtown, my phone rang.
"Hello?" I asked, picking it up.
"Hey, Ryan," The voice of Kat, one of Cason's body guards, came through.
"Hi, Kat. Is everything okay?"
"I got the information you wanted to know."
"Okay, give it to me," I said after sliding into the front seat of my car.
"First, are you going to find her?"
"I want to see her!" I defended myself.
She relayed to me the address of the apartment that Haven was staying in and I said, "Thank you, Kat."
"Seriously, are you going to go bother this girl?" She asked sternly.
"Of course not! I just want to catch up with her like I said. It's been a while and I just really want to see her."
Kat sighed before saying, "Be good. I need to go."
I hung up and quickly headed for the address. As I took the elevator up to the floor 25 where the apartment was, I thought about the last time I had seen her.
It was senior graduation and of course, everyone was excited. As I was talking to people, I noticed Haven standing on the edge of the crowd and felt a pang in my heart.
Her long blonde hair fell in soft waves down to her back and the fronts were clipped back except for her bangs which had fallen out. She was wearing a midnight blue dress that wasn't too tight but tight enough to show off how nice her body was. The dark color didn't clash with her pale skin and she had matched it with the same color makeup, just somewhat less than normal. She finished the outfit with a pair of black heels that were probably three inches and a really pretty necklace that I had never seen before.
