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For the years of restraint, for every time I had let things slide. For another moment, I wondered if she’d hate me if she saw this side of me. If she knew what I was about to do. But then I remembered the blood on her hair again in my mind, and all those thoughts disappeared.The thought of him causing her panic and pain overshadowed it. This was personal. It had to be done. In here, I was in control. Every piece of him was mine to break. And I wasn’t stopping until there was nothing left to fix. my favorite chapter so far. How are you guys liking it?

Once he started opening up, he couldn’t stop himself, “We used to be happy together. We’d laugh and talk and know each other inside and out, and my parents were closer than anyone in the world. Nothing ever went wrong. We had systems, we had rules, we had schedules. We followed them to a T, and it kept everything under control. But my parents were best friends, not lovers. Which meant they went looking for other people to fill that void. They had systems and rules and schedules for everything except each other. And that one mistake cost us our entire lives. My father was fired. We nearly went bankrupt. We lost our house and everything we owned. We lived in a dingy apartment at the edge of th

My mouth hung open when I read the message. The next moment, it was gone. Chris unsent the message, and a new reply came in. “Ok. I almost forgot we are strangers now.” “So, what do we say?” He continued. What was that unsent message all about? Why did he want to admit to that and cause misunderstanding and confusion? Especially when the photo looks like this… A childhood reunion isn’t going to fly in those gossip-heavy, conspiracy theory student groups. “Did your team mates recognise you in the photo?” I asked.

What she wanted was to make Nitya a laughing stock, unaware of what the repercussions could be of her silly act. The performance started and the girls were flawless with the nunchucks as if they were professionals. Nitya loved what she was doing. The performance came to the last sequence and the girls had to make a circle while performing. Nitya was ahead of Shravani, her classmate who was ahead of Isha. Finding the perfect opportunity Isha stumbled intentionally. Shravani got pushed by her. Shravani fell but before that, it was Nitya who got bumped. The force of Shravani's push was more as Nitya lost her balance and the nunchuck of the girl ahead of her hit her head terribly.

I continued to stare at it forgetting I was here to make some enquiries. Suddenly it became opaque, I looked at Penelope that I didn't even notice at first in the office. I saw her with a remote in her hands, I don't know what she did here and I don't want to know. "You were supposed to look at me and not to look out of the glass." She complained. "Oops my bad!!! You were too small so I didn't see you when I entered. What caught my attention was the beautiful city, so attractive unlike you." I replied her, actually I was telling the truth.

Like, life or death serious. When we reach the front I smile at the receptionist and she smiles back, waiting for our names. "Lyra Mae Miracle, Elena Cobalt, Jackson Carter, and Maxwell Imlay." She smiles once more and hands us our schedules. Immediately, Elena grabs everyone's and her face brightens. "We all have English together!" she exclaims. "All of us?" I ask, surprised. That doesn't ever happen. Like, ever. This is rigged. Something is pulling at the strings.

" A bleak chill spread through me. I suddenly remembered those first few days when I'd just learned that she was pregnant. I'd been so excited I couldn't sleep at all. While thrilled, I'd also been worried she'd blame me for secretly poking holes in the condoms, and that she wouldn't want to keep the twins. Later, when I saw that she seemed happy about the news, I assumed she'd finally come around and wanted children now. I never imagined that this was all but an utterly terrible misunderstanding. While I was secretly patting myself on the back for how clever I'd been, had she actually been letting out a quiet sigh of relief? I let out a bitter laugh, feeling like the biggest fool of all.

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

“I want you to see me. Not as the man Malone’s painting me to be, nor the antagonist Evelyn made me out to be. Just... me.” The sweetness in his voice stunned her, piercing through the armor she wore so fiercely. “Roman...” she began, but the sound of her phone vibrating shattered the moment. She pulled away, glancing at the screen. It was Clara. The call was quick and frantic. Malone had got out of hand. A fresh piece has gone live, accusing Ava of withholding evidence in Roman’s case. The story included doctored emails, but convincing—showing Ava allegedly seeking to bury vital evidence.

My Perfect Abrupt Marriage Chapter 4 Cardyn’s When I regained my consciousness, I was lying on the bed without no one by my side. My head was quite aching making me inadvertently shaking it, intending to remove the headache. The last thing I remember was that man who pulled me into his arms and kidnapped me! Where did he… Oh, this is my room. Why am I in my room? Wasn’t I in his car and tied up?