" she stops abruptly.I was looking her straight in the eyes with my hand touching hers. Iwanted her to tell me the truth. I felt her and all her poiso...oushatred, desire to dominate, and lies. But I also felt somethingdifferent; deep inside there was little girl, girl who liked fairy-tales and when someone called her princess. This little girl wasbetrayed and felt so much pain that she changed. Very early in lifeshe learned that she needed to be strong. And strong meant being ableto hurt others.. "Questions? Comments?" I said."I have a comment and an admission," Maria Canella said. Of the two representatives from Wells Fargo, she'd impressed me the most, and it hadn't taken me long to figure out that Peyton answered to her, not the other way around. "Your presentation is the most professional and comprehensive for a project of this size I've ever seen. That's my comment. Now my admission, I came here today expecting an amateurish presentation, at best, and was prepared to turn your loan. As he slipped them on and tapped hisfinger to activate the system, he was amazed at the clarity through hisvisor. He'd noticed the great reception when he was taking his classes.But now that he had arrived in NeverWorld he realized that theirequipment was far superior to what he was familiar with using on hishome system.He tapped in his new passcode and his view blurred. He was headed toNeverWorld.NeverWorld's Port City was a land of uninhibited pleasures. Morals andsociety were much more. She could only imagine his reaction when he discovered his treat, and she was not disappointed when he reentered with his glass full and a bemused look on his face as he sat down across from her. Once he was settled, she raised her glass silently and he followed suit. Her smile broadened as she took her first sip, and observed as he tried to suppress a cringe as he took his. Gathering himself, he took in a slightly larger amount, and when she then took a prolonged swallow to drain her glass,.