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ask the woman because she still couldn't think of a reason why the man doesn't want to eat an apple. After the man took a bite, a very small bite from the one slice of the apple, he just hold it in his hand while saying, “Done. I just don't like it.” But in that case, the woman was still unconvinced and confused on what he did, “Apple is so good. Is there a person on this Earth who doesn't like to eat apple? I guess none.” Dizen said jokingly, “I guess I'm that person.”

He lifts the hoodie and pushes it to the side. And he reached toward me. There was perhaps half a second before his fingertip touched me when all the fine stood on my arm stand straight and my heart seize and I know, in a scrabbling, animalish way, that I shouldn't let him touch me, that I should scream for help- but it is too late.

Elissa laughed when she saw an apple in Edgar's hand. "Will you live the rest of your life with me?" Elissa crossed her arms. The white shawl still covered her hair. But she left it alone. She also did not care about the crowd of people who were watching her. "Why apples?" "Because you woke me up from my coma with a kiss, right? It was like in the fairy tale when the prince woke the snow princess from her sleep. Do you remember what the snow princess fell asleep over? A poisoned apple. But in our story, I didn't fall into a coma because of the apple. So this apple will be a witness for us to live a happy life. You eat the apple, and it will become part of your body. I will eat half of it, an

Esme suggested. Everyone agreed. "You are right" Alice replied and pulled out her mobile phone. But to her shock, there is no reception. "Does anyone of you has network reception here?" she inquired. Until that moment, no one noticed that they don't have network here. "Damn, I don't have either" Noah muttered. Esme looked at her mobile and noticed that she doesn't have either. "What now? I don't think these thieves will give up their plan just because we locked them out..." just as Steve was speaking, they heard a loud glass breaking sound coming from upstairs.

The fact of my own existence was proof of her desperate, impossible success. "We're here," Cassius said, his voice a gentle anchor in the storm of my thoughts. "Pick whatever you like." Before us stood a small, sun-dappled grove. The apple trees were heavy with fruit, their branches bowed low. Each apple was a jewel, crimson and gleaming with dew, impossibly perfect. I drifted towards the nearest tree, a strange sense of detachment guiding my hand. It trembled as I reached out, my fingers closing around the cool, smooth skin of an apple, and plucked it from its stem with a soft snap.

It only means that little shifter kids will heal faster than normal human kids, but slower than the rest of us full grown shifters. I smile as I watch her mother him. She's so gentle and soft. It makes me think of what the future could be like. "You know. When I was your age, we had a garden just like this one, except in the center was a large apple tree. The largest Apple tree ever." She slowly put her arms up making a big circle with them. "I was never allowed to pick the apples from that tree, but everyone knows the best apples are at top. So, even though I wasn't allowed, I climbed to find the best apple I could find. When I got as high as I could, I reached for an apple. I lost my grip