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Mommy's face looked worried. "No, Mom, I just want to make sure," I answered. "It's August 2nd, and do you also want to know what year it is?" "2020?" I said it doubtfully, but Mommy's answer confirmed it. "Ah, thank God, you still remember, so you are fine. Now hurry up and take a shower and have breakfast," said Mommy as she left my room. I'm still sitting in my room, digesting everything that happened. I'm really confused by all this. I got up from my bed and looked right at my cell phone. This was my old cell phone. I grabbed it and looked at all the contents on my cellphone.

POV Ruby "I can do this. I can do this. I HAVE to do this." I mumbled to myself as I wobbled out of my room. It was late or early, depending on your point of view. I had managed to send them all home a few minutes ago. Mom, Slivia and Cassy all wanted to spend the night but I had argued and Varg drove them home with promises that they would be back in a few hours. I knew that I had to be quick but I needed to see it. To be sure.

Jake backed off but did not quit. He loitered outside the school daily, begging for forgiveness every time he saw me. "I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please, give me another chance," he repented. I ignored him, sick of his face and words. Unable to move me, he went online and started a livestream.

Before we drove back, I swore I heard Yvonne's apology, even though she was already far away. "I'm sorry, Sieghart. Please, live on." The End.

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Mateo added. I know that if we do this, we are back to square one. Still, going back to the start is better than standing in front of a dead end doing nothing. We all headed back to the pack house for breakfast, ensuring we had enough energy for the task ahead.

I fix my posture, returning to serious and nonchalant. "Forget it, let's go home." It's time to get back to the original plan and forget about distractions

Just there because we both allow it. I look at the edge of the clearing. At the path that leads back. At the place everything started to come apart. And the place we have to return to. Not as who we were. Not as what we almost became. Something else. Something we haven’t named yet. “I think we should go back,” I say. He nods. No argument. No question. Just agreement. We take the first step at the same time. Not because something made us. Because we decided to. And for the first time in a long time… That feels like enough.

Before he could answer, I took my three children by the hand and walked out. Behind me, Jared was struggling against the guards holding him back. His voice grew louder and louder, shouting my name, but I ignored it. Pulling out my phone, I sent a message. [Thank you for inviting me. I’m sorry for ruining your competition.] The reply came instantly. [On the contrary. This incident gave us traffic and revenue. You’re the real queen of profit.] A huge transfer hit my account, followed by another message: [Your payment, and my gift. Nirvana is the perfect name. Congratulations on your rebirth. Can I attend your company’s launch event?] I smiled. [Mark, you’re always welcome.]

"It was right?" By lunch time, I've gone over every moment me and Law have spent together in my mind. Rehashed each Saturday we've met. Replayed every word. Inhaled his scent that's lingering on my hoodie from our hug, and finally given in to what my heart keeps whispering to me. That I want him. That I need him. That I love him. But how the hell do you start over from something like this? You can't just go back to how things were, not after so much has been said and done. Maybe the way to begin again, is to go back to the beginning. I walk over to the window as I press the button to call the place I just googled, not wanting to wake Kamila.