Attack On Titan Fan Ending

I've been caught in a relationship with a divorced man for eight years. We've broken up and reconciled too many times to count. In the end, I tallied ninety-four breakups and five divorces between us. One more would make it an even hundred, but I'm too exhausted to continue this cycle. The first breakup happened when I was giving him my virginity. Halfway through, his ex-wife called asking him to pick up some bread, and he simply left. The fifth breakup occurred when he abandoned me, newly pregnant, on the highway to comfort his ex-wife who was having complications with her own pregnancy. I ended up in a car accident and miscarried. He arrived at the hospital with his clothes disheveled. Despite all the pain he caused me, I could never bring myself to truly leave him. Our most recent divorce happened for an equally absurd reason. His ex-wife and their child were participating in a family reality TV show that required them to appear as a complete family unit. To protect his ex-wife's public image, he divorced me yet again. When filming wrapped, he called to discuss remarrying. This time I refused, because I'm going to marry someone else.

At the party for our first wedding anniversary, I hit the floor—face-first on a red carpet, gasping like a fish out of water. Carlo Pipino, my husband, had his arm draped around Gianna Verde, his childhood flame, sipping champagne and laughing. Gianna knew I was allergic to nuts. So, obviously, she bathed everything in hazelnut dressing. One bite and boom—my throat locked, my lungs lit up, and hives popped like confetti. I reached for my allergy meds—came up with a fistful of melted M&Ms instead. Gianna laughed when she saw my face. "Surprise! Carlo swapped your meds. Seriously, Siena, one nut? Dramatic much?" I slid off my chair, wheezing, while the crowd placed bets on how long my "performance" would last. "Carlo... my meds..." I croaked. "Please. I'm gonna die." He sighed, annoyed. "God, you're so dramatic. Why do women always play dead for attention? You know I love you. Just stop this show already." Right then, my heart shattered faster than my lungs could. I stopped begging. Hit the distress signal. Called my real family.

(Tidak ada deskripsi cerita spesifik) Ini soal Dera yang harus menggantikan kembarannya untuk dijodohkan dengan laki-laki cacat, padahal selama ini hidupnya tidak pernah dianggap dan kasat mata.

Anisa adalah seorang wanita muda yang pernah memiliki segalanya. Karir yang cemerlang, kekasih yang penuh kasih, dan masa depan yang tampak cerah. Namun, dalam hitungan minggu, semuanya runtuh. Kekasihnya, Reza, meninggalkannya tanpa alasan yang jelas, dan karirnya hancur seiring dengan hilangnya kontrak besar yang selama ini menjadi kebanggaannya. Terpuruk dalam keputusasaan dan kesendirian, Anisa merasa hidupnya telah mencapai titik terendah. Di tengah kegelapan dan kesedihannya, Anisa bertemu dengan seorang pria misterius bernama Arya. Arya muncul dalam hidupnya tanpa peringatan, membawa serta aura kelam yang tidak bisa Anisa abaikan. Meskipun terkesan menakutkan, ada sesuatu tentang Arya yang membuat Anisa merasa tertarik. Sebuah daya tarik yang sulit ia pahami, namun tidak bisa ia lawan. Seiring berjalannya waktu, hubungan mereka berkembang menjadi sesuatu yang lebih dalam dan intens, tetapi juga semakin berbahaya. Arya memiliki rahasia-rahasia gelap yang perlahan mulai terungkap, menarik Anisa ke dalam jaringan manipulasi, ketergantungan, dan perasaan terperangkap yang semakin sulit untuk ia hindari. Anisa kini terjebak di antara keinginannya untuk menemukan cinta yang ia dambakan dan kenyataan pahit yang dihadapi. Di dalam cinta yang berbalut kegelapan ini, Anisa harus memilih antara melarikan diri dan menyelamatkan diri dari bayang-bayang kelam Arya, atau tetap terjerat dalam hubungan yang berpotensi menghancurkannya.

Maya adalah wanita berusia 21 tahun, wanita yang sangat sederhana dan polos, dibesarkan di sebuah panti asuhan, dan ia sangat beruntung karena Rendra, putra konglomerat menikahinya, tapi yang membuat Maya menderita adalah sikap sang mertua, yang terang-terangan menentang pernikahan Maya dan Rendra, hingga sebuah kesepakatan dilakukan, jika Maya tidak hamil dalam waktu satu tahun, maka Maya dan Rendra harus mengakhiri pernikahan mereka. Rencana licik pun dilakukan Ambar, mertua Maya, setiap malam, Ambar memberi pil kontrasepsi untuk Maya, dengan dalih memberi vitamin, tujuannya jelas, supaya Maya tidak bisa hamil. Rencana Ambar untuk memisahkan Rendra dan Maya berhasil, dengan segala upaya, dan konspirasinya Ambar berhasil membuat Rendra berselingkuh dengan Arnia, sahabat kecil Rendra, yang juga merupakan putri dari seoarng pengusaha dibidang kosmetik. Di tengah perceraian Maya dan Rendra, ternyata Maya hamil, tapi sebuah kecelakaan membuat Maya harus menderita amnesia, dan ia justru menganggap Fardian, sang pengacara perceraian sebagai suaminya. Fardian yang memang menaruh hati pada Maya, ia memanfaatkan kesempatan itu untuk menikahi Maya. Pernikahan Maya dengan Fardian merubah nasib Maya, enam tahun berlalu, Maya menjadi seorang pelukis, dengan hasil karya lukisan yang sangat di minati pecinta seni lukis, hingga membuat Maya, menjadi wanita yang berbeda.

Everyone knows I'm Brooke River's bootlicker—I've stuck by her side for the past ten years. Now, she's getting engaged to someone else, and everyone's waiting to see me make a fool of myself. The problem is… I already got married three years ago.

I got a car straight from the Lycan Chairman himself—a ride costs more than tens of millions and can turn every traffic light green. I got it because the Lycan Chairman once fell on the battlefield, his heart torn open. And me? I'm the one bound to him by a blood-sealed contract, the only secret healer who could save his life. To win me golden hour for surgeries, I was awarded with such an honored ride. I treated it like sacred ground, kept it hidden in my mate Yorick's underground garage, polished and guarded, ready for the day the Lycan Chairman might need me again. That day came. The summons burned in my hand, urgent and sharp. I rushed to the garage, ready to drive, and the second I approached the garage, a strange woman slid into the back seat. "Take me to the Nighty Bar," she ordered, flipping her hair. "Yorick had waited for me minutes. If he's mad at me being late, I'll make you regret it." My hands froze on the wheel. "This is my car," I told her, calm but firm. "I have urgent business. You need to get out. Now." She sneered. "What a joke. A chauffeur pretending to be the owner? You must have a death wish." Her soldiers glanced at me sideways, voice dripping with disdain. "Everyone in the pack knows that this car is Alpha's exclusive for picking up Selene! You're just a little healer. Do yourself a favor and listen to her." Their words cut sharper than any blade. The car that carried the highest secret of the werewolf race, the car tied to the Chairman's very heartbeat, in their mouths, it was nothing more than a toy. A plaything my mate used to please another she-wolf. They wanted me to bow. To surrender. To sit there, silent, while they spat on me. But what they didn't know, the Lycan Chairman's soldiers were already on their way.

Just one week into my new job, I was wrongfully accused of cooking the books, and it cost me five years behind bars. After that, my wife found out she was pregnant. She insisted on having the baby and promised to wait for me to come home. Out of gratitude, I threw myself into work after my release. I did everything I could to give them a good life. It was until one day, I overheard a conversation between my wife and our son. “Mom, don’t let Dad come out with us. It’s embarrassing! Why did you pin Mr. Scott’s crime on him back then?! And now, the girl next door keeps making fun of me, saying my dad’s a criminal!” My wife gently pulled our son close and comforted him, saying, “I promised Mr. Scott I’d help him. Your dad’s so naive. He’ll never find out.” It turned out that my supposed happy life was nothing but lies and betrayal!

We’re preparing to move into a new house, and when my husband’s best female friend found out, she decided to move in with us. I was about to object, but my husband immediately agreed. To make things worse, he even gave my daughter’s master bedroom, which was meant to be her children’s room, to her son and made our daughter move to the basement. When I voiced my disagreement, he dismissed it, saying, “Grace is my close friend; don’t overthink it. Her son is like my son; of course, I want him to have a better room.” When I still stood my ground, my husband and his family began criticizing me, calling me selfish. Unable to stand their unfairness, I moved out with my daughter. It was then they realized my absence and became anxious.

Ten years ago, I ditched a high-paying job for my family. A decade later, they asked for my kidney—supposedly for my daughter, Talia. Turns out, the real patient was Hudson's first love's son. They didn't even fake remorse. Hudson sneered, convinced I couldn't survive without him. Talia called me old and fat, acting like I should be grateful to help Bianca's kid. A whole decade of sacrifice, and what did I get? No love. No thanks. Just entitlement. To them, I was nothing but a free, disposable maid. So I walked. No regrets. I rebuilt my life, found a job, and never looked back. Then reality smacked them. Hudson and Talia finally realized everything I'd done. They begged me to come back—but my heart was already stone-cold. In the end, I left the country, threw myself into work, and finally learned what it meant to live.