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His broad shoulders stuck out obviously. Logan opened the door just a crack. It was Mrs. Delgado, the older lady from two doors down, holding a Tupperware container and peering at him with concern. “Logan, mijo, I heard yelling last night. Are you alright?” Logan forced a smile. “Yeah, it's just… Jared and I broke up.” She sighed sympathetically and handed him the container. “Chicken enchiladas. Eat something, okay?” “Thanks, Mrs. D.”

"Not usually." "That's comforting." "It shouldn't be." I frowned. "What does that mean?" Liam looked away. And suddenly I knew I wasn't getting an answer again. Everyone in Albert's world seemed allergic to straightforward explanations. The studio felt strangely comforting when I arrived. Normal, predictable, and Safe. For the first time in twenty-four hours, I almost relaxed. Then I noticed the envelope sitting beneath my office door. My stomach dropped instantly. White, unmarked, and unfamiliar.

He took off his tailored suit jacket and draped it over my shoulders, gently pulling me into his arms as he turned to leave. "The next time I see you harassing her," he said without looking back, "the Marino family will disappear from this city." Inside the armored sedan, Lorenzo gently wiped the tear tracks from my cheeks. His touch was light, as if he were afraid of shattering something precious. "Does it hurt?" he asked in a low voice. I shook my head, but the tears fell even faster. Lorenzo sighed and suddenly pulled me into his arms. His clean, woody scent enveloped me, and his warm hand gently stroked my back.

"Let's move on to the questions." Eddie slowly sat back down, and the Q&A game began. When it was my turn to draw a card, I pulled the "First Love" card. Louie asked me, "Is your first love the absolute favorite of your life?" Eddie rested his chin on his hand, dropping his casual demeanor to stare intently at me. The rest of the crew glanced back and forth between Eddie and me. Everyone thought he was my first love. "Yes." Hearing my answer, Eddie sat up straight, unable to resist shooting Logan a triumphant side-eye.

The wind pushed morning light over the ship's deck, glinting off the busy crew and sparking along the ropes like a match to kindling. Amelia moved with werewolf grace among the others, her presence a bright pulse of energy that rippled across the ship. She lifted heavy crates with ease, her dual identity now a part of her that seemed as natural as the sea. Lucas watched her, admiration clear in his silver-blue eyes. They reached for the same rope, their hands brushing, and drew back with awkward smiles that spoke more than words.

“ she volunteered. Devlin’s eyes lit up at the mention of her cousin’s name but he said nothing, just absorbing whatever information Ami is sharing. Ali for his part was not liking it when Ami was all smiles at Devlin. He felt jealous and possessive of Ami but he knows he has to keep the emotion from his face because he has no hold on Ami yet. Maybe when the time is right, he thought. Mansour and Mabel waited for them outside the restaurant grinning happily at Ami. Ami was intrigued. “Why are you guys grinning?” “Shuhada,” said Mabel. Is it bad to grin here? Is there a sign saying ``Grinning is banned? Oh no, where is it? Is Mansour going to pay? “ she asked in rapid succession. “Silly goose

Amore took a deep breath as she stares at herself in the mirror in front of her. There is still a gauze on her arm where it was shot by her uncle. She touched the gauze and suddenly thought about Amadeus. He was the one who helped her get the gunshot wound treated. If it weren’t for him, she would be found lifeless in some ditch right now. Even though their first meeting was not pleasant as they take her captive for being suspected as a spy, they didn’t do anything to her like what her uncle did. Amore was ready to give up, losing hope of seeing a day like this will come. Out from her uncle’s sight, out from the misery, and out from that dark and small room in the basement.

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Amore chokes because she couldn't stop herself from laughing. "Hey, you're serious? It's funny oh. All right, show me your last one too. Maybe not. Maybe you're the loser!" "Here," at once show up to the three birds she caught. Liam was suddenly stunned and did not react. "Oh, what are you looking for. Hahaha. I pity you Liam, Hays. I'm free for one week so I can go to the town again tomorrow. I'll go shopping there. All right. Let's go back to the yacht. I'm hungry. Go ahead Liam, you lose," said Amore while teasing Liam.

“I’m sorry.” “What are you sorry about?” Bev asked. “You’ve been in tight places before too, maybe even tighter than mine.” “But I didn’t know how awful that time in your life was, because I never asked. I’m sorry for not being a better friend.” Bev released a long sigh. “I guess…it was easy to pretend that Charles and I were equals, that something could happen between us. But these few days in the spaceport…it’s not real life. I’m happy where I am in Amor. I may have lived the fast-paced life in New York, but I was miserable. It turns out that I’m a small-town kind of woman, and Charles is a billionaire hedge-fund manager.” She gave Katie a small smile. “It was fun while it lasted, though.”