All Free Mga Nobela at Kwento

had been circled tightly in red. At the very bottom of the screenshot was another small line. [If Jenna ends the relationship first, all free passes will automatically reset.] I gripped my phone, but I did not reply. I did not question him. I did not even ask for a breakup. As long as I never said it first, his free passes would stay at zero forever. He would never get the chance to reset them. The next morning, I changed into clean clothes and went to the office as usual. I had barely settled into my chair when my supervisor called me into the small conference room.

Lawson's anger from today burst out almost completely at that moment. Judy's shoulders trembled. She lowered her head, tears filling her eyes. Her voice shook as she said, "But she doesn't even care about being a Luna! Why can't you give Samson and me a place where we can belong? She won't come back!" Lawson raised his hand, ready to slap her, and he stopped only when Samson hugged him. Lawson finally said, "She'll come back. She'll never give up. I gave you so much money, not so you could replace her. Live your own life."

With my company. With everything. Finally, I’m free.

Sufficient. Free. That was how Aurelia celebrated. By living.

I had simply been curious about how useful AI tools were these days, so I had asked it to generate a novel with my name. While my real life couldn’t be described as anything spectacular, as I was just a regular corporate worker, at the very least, I had never traveled through time. My legs had never been broken, my eye had never been blinded, and I had never bled to death while locked away during a pregnancy. More importantly, I wasn’t surrounded by a bunch of psychopaths who inflicted horrific trauma in the name of love.

Sure enough, Caleb's act crumbled within minutes. "Harper, I know I'm in the wrong. Won't you come home with me?" He shoved the roses forward again, pleading, "I've been going crazy missing you these past few days. Look, I even got your favorite roses this morning." I glanced at the bouquet, noticing that the petals were already wilting. It was obvious that the flowers were not fresh from that morning. Not only did I dislike roses, but I was also allergic to their pollen.

Just want, freely given. And this time, no one was keeping score.

Because not every day I get free time. Till then adios.

In fact, it felt more like a freebie that came with purchasing the necklace. I threw the ring into the trash, just like how I threw my years of love and sincerity for Archer away. "I don't owe you anything anymore, Archer."

Help me please. I do not know what to do.