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How is it that my life is a series of unfortunate events that repeat themselves repeatedly? I don't even know I bother with life anymore. I'm not learning from 'these events' at all. My life is a mess as it is, but now you have thrown shame to it too. Are you even up there? I whisper to myself while looking up at the dark skies, like, give me a break, God, it is not like I'm trying to be shitty at it, but I would like a little bit of good for once in a while me.

He runs a thumb along my jawline and I look at him questioningly. May's eyes widened at her son. "Zakariah... How deep are your feelings for this girl?" She asks, taking a cautious step towards her son. Zak answers without taking his eyes off of me. "I've mated with her." "What?" His mom and I speak at the same time. Mated? What the hell did that mean?

She asked. “Let me explain. You are, forgive the term, a freak of nature.” She said and lisa couldn’t help but think about the Agnai man that had attacked her on the road who’d also called her that. “I wanted to understand what makes you different, how you are created. Where you crossed over is a part of that.” “Why do you want to know about it?” lisa replied. “Because I believe anyone can become Fate in the right circumstances…” “So you want to know how I am Fate to try and what, become Fate yourself?” lisa said thinking out loud.

Brian’s image stared back at me, his eyes having this smoldering look in them. He looked all man now, gone was the usual boyish charm I used to see around him. The caption said, “GHANAIAN MILLIONAIRE? BRIAN SMITH HAS MADE IT ON THE FORBES 100 LIST OF YOUNG RICH MALES.” My heart skipped a beat, a I immediately threw the magazine in the trash can near my desk. God, why? I don’t know what the hell that was, but right after I’d gotten my life on track, and could actually say I was happy, I see this.

I’m supposed to be wearing a white canvas but didn’t have much money to spare on a single pair of shoes. I grabbed my towel and head to the bathroom. Starting a quick shower and going to brush my teeth and fix my hair. My name is Afraah, I’m fair in complexion, I’m five feet two inches, my lips are thick and pink, I have a pointed nose, brown eyes and I’m quite slim. I live with my stepmother who has three children and my younger brother Khalil who is a fourth-stage cancer patient. My mom died when I was five years old while my dad passed away two years ago. My family isn’t rich which makes it very difficult to provide Khalil with the necessary things he needs.

Will he be sad if he knows I’m in this situation, like how Tito Felipe is sad for his son? “Tito, when I loved your son, I did not hesitate to give him all my all. I promised to myself that I will dedicate my whole life to him, no matter what. For years Tito, all I did is to love your son dearly. I choose him over and over again even though I know that I wasn’t even part of his choices. And that hurt me a lot, that’s the truth. I was hurting but it was fine. I love him so I don’t mind if I get hurt along the way. I do not regret anything about that Tito, I don’t regret choosing to be a martyr for your son. And if ever I have something to regret it’s the fact that I tried so hard for him to l

What is he trying to accomplish by making me this confused? "hayy"

The giddiness to be with the person you love, the palpitations in your veins. Sa'ad. The guy will definitely be happy now that his Ghaydaa came back to the family without going far away from the family. If Allah hasn't planned his death, he never would've met Suhayr and he don't know where his life would have been. Allah has already planned it all which is why they are together because he almost didn't go to Chad then and wanted to send Mu'adh. This is all in hands of Allah, to plan and plot all that is written in your destiny without having it changed no matter what. It is unpredictable being the pawn in a chess, you don't know where you are going to be placed next.