In the bustling town of London where people came all over the world to see the historical land marks and buildings where historical figures used to live in it was quite the hustle and bustle to be seen, there wasn’t a single building that was free of people with cameras that were taking photos of them. To a girl and her mother this was home to them even with all the tourists that always made it unbearable to even walk down the street to the nearest grocery story was almost a chore thanks to the people who have come all over the world just to gawk at the culture that this mother and daughter have brought up to know their whole lives. It was quite appalling to see these sheep on the street just grazing about not even caring about the locals who the were ticking off, “come on Brooke we have an appointment to meet your Father who would rather be at work than home with his loving family” Brooke's mother would state over and over to her two year old daughter. Brooke’s parents at the time were going though a nasty divorce that has made it hard for the little two year old to have a normal life, her life seemed as If it was coming crumbling down around her. Now it wasn’t money or a placed to live that was so worrying when it came to the life that she was living, her parents seemed to be always fighting about things she didn’t really under stand all she knew was her mother always kissed her on the cheek and told her that it wasn’t her fault, it was his. Brooke’s mother always looked sad and alone to the girl and she wanted more than anything to help her mother.
Looking up at the large building that was front of the was somewhat awe inspiring to the little girl, this is where her father worked and where he drove away his family, Pushing back her blond hair out of her face to get a good look at the building where her father put countless hours away from his family to make her mother sad with his betrayal. Brooke didn’t even realize what had happened to the happy family she once knew all she knew now was that her mother loved her to no end and will do anything to make sure that she wouldn’t be living with her father, it was her last ditch effort to make trouble for her ex-husband and his new lover as her expert lawyers were at the moment she was filing these papers to her husband trying to find every loophole in the book to protect her and her daughter. Reaching the floor that her vile husband was working on she begun to feel the sting of eyes that were centered upon her, the workers all knew of the loveless marriage they had together for the past ten years, the only joy to ever come from their marriage was the blonde haired bundle of energy that was Brooke, Brooke Brooke almost like her mother with a few exceptions here and there, but their striking blonde hair that both of them posses was one thing that tied mother and daughter together.
“I want a divorce” state Brooke mother triumphantly while slamming the papers down upon the desk of her ex-husband while looking over some important numbers for his company, “you can talk to my lawyers If you have any questions dear but me and Brooke are through with you” brimming with pride in her statements Brooke’s mom begun to walk out of the office just as her husband begun to get that hot wash of shame. All of his colleagues that see him everyday looked in awe as he begun to yell at his wife “you won’t get a dime Shelia, you must know this no one will take this case” spouting all the most rude and incoherent things that he could think of just to get a reaction out of his wife, just as she got to the elevator to leave her old life behind and to start a new one with her daughter, her phone rang. It was her lawyers stating some business that pertain to her keeping her personal honey hole and Brooke would seem to be the key, looking at her all Shelia could see was money in her eyes. First thing was first, it was time to prep Brooke for a very fattening life.
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