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Edeline Nixx and I lay down together, wrapped in a cozy embrace. We mourned our lost companions, our sorrows mingling in the heavy, still air. We stayed there, lost in our shared grief, the weight of our troubles pressing down on us. After a while, I broke the silence. “Nixx, you really should go see Alpha William.”

we never see him again. **************************************************************************************************** **************************************************

I could already see how he wanted it to go, let us get close, give us hope, then rip it all away. But he’d made one mistake. He didn’t know how far I was willing to go. “We should scout ahead,” Malcolm said. “No,” I said. “We stick together. He wants us to split up.” We passed a stone archway with old symbols etched into the sides. The writing was in a language I didn’t know, but it burned when I looked at it too long. “This place is cursed,” Idris said under his breath. “We’re not here for the place,” I said. “We’re here for her.”

No matter what storms come, we will face them together. This is our happy ending.

All the way home, I rambled on and told Anh Huy about my interesting experiences on this trip, and how wonderful the countries and people there were. " Haizzz, I'm so sad, I should have gone but ended up having problems, don't tell me anymore I will be jealous" Huy shook his head sadly, he should have signed up with me for this trip but Because the company needs urgent work, Anh is currently the heir and also the operator, so he can't quit his job and come with me. I see regret in his eyes “ will you take me away someday” My silly joke was just to comfort him but in the end, it was a promise

Come watch us make a sweet memory. Until next time. Adios

Anna took Connor's arm and said with an aggrieved expression, "Connor, you promised me you'd see the fireworks with me. Tonight's the last night for the fireworks show." Connor glanced at Sylvie, and Anna noticed that, too. "There's nothing to worry about, Connor. Sylvie hired these beggars herself. Why would they hurt her?" she said in dissatisfaction. Connor hesitated briefly before taking Anna's arm and turning to Sylvie, saying, "You can stay in this hut and reflect on your wrongdoing." The moment the door closed, the beggars began salivating as they lunged at Sylvie with perverse expressions. Sylvie closed her eyes.

"What if we put our hearts into this, and it still doesn't work out, and I'm left to mourn the loss of something I desperately wanted, all over again." He stopped walking. He turned to face her. "He said, 'Then we grieve it, together, the way we should have grieved Elena.'" She looked at him. “That’s it?” she said. He looked at me and said, "That's all we can do, really. We try our best, and if it works out, we're thankful. If it doesn't, we deal with the sadness together, as a team." He stopped for a moment, collecting his thoughts. "But there's one thing I can promise you for sure: you're not alone in this. We're all in it together, and that's something to hold onto."

CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE: HOW TO NOT DIE. RHEA'S POV “Lucian, I cannot do this, I'm sorry,” I whispered to him. “I cannot be your accomplice,” I added, ready to burst out of the closet showing that I am not his accomplice, just a girl who was unfortunate enough to be linked mates with him and his brothers, a bond that immediately got toxic, with hearts getting broken and people…me getting kidnapped.

Anto's chicken noodles, cheap, festive, and delicious. Some of my friends went home, and some of them came with me to go home. There are many reasons for them staying at my house, which must be because of family problems that also ensnared them. So they are more comfortable spending time, even overnight. Often times I saw them cry, and complained to me. But never mind, our names are friends, whatever their difficulties we help each other. Those who are sad are comforted, those who are difficult to help fill each other's day.