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“I agree.” They kissed again and returned. (Six months later…) “Mom… I’m about to give birth!” “What? Come on, let’s go to the hospital!”

We had been two threads of different colors, woven together for years, until I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began. Now I was just one half of something torn apart. I told myself I needed time — to learn how to live without him, to scrape him out of every corner of my mind. And little by little, I did. Three months later, I could finally breathe again. I could cook my own meals, walk outside, look at the sea without breaking down. I was… okay. Not healed, but functional. Before all of this, I’d earned dual degrees in Software Engineering and Artificial Intelligence.

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My hands had been very shaky, so she hadn't enjoyed that much. After she got tired of sticking my index finger in her, she pulled my trousers down, and began to suck my erected manhood. It had felt so good. So damn good. Moment later, I ejaculated and let's say she wasn't too happy about that. Apparently, I learnt that that was only an ‘advance'—a term Mason later explained to me in graphic details. We didn't see again till the next week or so when she texted me, telling to come for ‘more fun’. What did you think? Yeah, I went, hurriedly, for more fun.

I wink. Inhaling a breath, I shut the door and head inside Quinn's house. Ice cream first. Pity party second. Anti-male chick-flicks third. ***

She asked almost screaming. " If it wasn't for your friend here" Jaden said pointing at me " That wakes people up by fighting them, I would be in a much happier mood" " Oh come on! what is in the past is in the past let's enjoy our last day "Ailee said putting a strand of her hair behind her ear. " How do you manage to be this energetic early in the morning? " Jaden asked. " Drinking milkshake of determination and eat the bread of perseverance you'll be just as energetic" l laughed.

Because of my fragile health, my best friend, Eva, kept me on a tight leash growing up. She always told me, "Leah, you can't take risks." So for every date David and I planned, she had to test it out for me first. When the new roller coaster opened at the amusement park and she said it was too intense for my heart, David took her instead. After I booked a bed-and-breakfast by the ocean, Eva said the night breeze was too strong for me. So David spent the night there with her. I made reservations at a romantic couple's restaurant, only for her to say the menu might trigger an allergic reaction. That was why David took her to try it first. Every time they came back, Eva would look me in t

I ate at the table alone. The house was very quiet. And somewhere between one bite and the next I realised that the heaviness in my chest, the one that had been sitting there since 2 a.m. two nights ago, had shifted slightly. Not gone. But different. Less like grief and more like something that had made a decision.

And 11 seconds. Stayed dead. And Reese. Stayed nothing. And the _AFTER_ box. Stayed closed. And us. Stayed 7.

Her eyes burned with exhaustion. But sleep was impossible. Not tonight. *** Hours later, dawn peeled across the city. Pale gold light filtered through her curtains, illuminating her living room. Elara sat rigidly on the edge of the couch, feeling hollowed out. At least the sun brought clarity. As soon as she could breathe again, she called her lawyer. Juliette answered on the first ring. “Elara?” Her voice trembled with fatigue. “I left him.” A slow, deep exhale came through the line. “Good. But you need to be careful now. Damien is…”