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She was theirs, and they were hers. The End

Next, some liquid splashed down, and her bones shattered, then slowly dissolved into a puddle of water. The water evaporated under intense heat, leaving behind nothing but an empty and spotless surface. The video stopped. On the darkened screen, Jason saw his own bloodshot eyes staring back. “She... really left me with nothing...” His voice was a broken mix of laughter and tears. He sounded deranged, as though he had lost his mind. Eric, who was standing nearby, could not bear it anymore and stepped forward. “Mr. Fender...” The man with glasses spoke softly. “Our deepest condolences.”

She was beaming, her eyes full of dreams for the future. "Let's have a destination wedding, alright? We'll get married in Southpoint, then have another ceremony in Eastwind. I heard the Lumians are very romantic, too… What about having another ceremony in the Lumian capital of Lumiere? I want to wear lots and lots of beautiful wedding dresses and take all kinds of wedding photos, fill up a whole wall with them…" Zach just looked at her, his eyes emotionless. "Annie's dead."

Hugh had taken a bullet to the heart, and all his lies had finally caught up with him. It all seemed like it was meant to be. This was where it ended. No matter what came next, no matter who came for me, I was still Tasmin Sheargold. [The End.]

Another Realm Seventy-Two: Journey sat on the grassy knoll of his own dimension as he watched the boy lying on the ground in front of him. He is the last one. The last one before his sister’s warriors can fight the good fight once more. He smiles a little remembering them in the life that he had shared with them. Where he had met his own Fated Mate that the First Power finally gave him. With a sigh he looks at the boy once more. “You have far to go young one.” He whispers as the boy finally starts to wake up. Journey looks away from him. Sticking his piece of straw back in his mouth as he watches the big full moon.

Men don't matter. "From now on, we'll be the wealthy sisters in Jolenburg. And if anyone dares mess with us, we'll crush them with money." Sunlight poured through the windows, bathing us in warmth. In this life, there were no grudges and schemes. Just the two of us, clear-minded and united, stepping into the lives we were meant to live.

I am done with married women. The End

“This ends now.” ***

She was home. Finally, completely, joyfully home. --- **THE END**

And I was finally home. ***THE END***