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She shrugged and headed to the closet. It was a massive closet, with one side stuffed with male items and the other half crammed with female stuff. Several pairs of stilettos were meticulously arranged on the bottom shelf, while the upper shelf was packed with expensive handbags and clutches. A variety of long and short gowns were hanging on the hanger. Various cosmetics, perfumes, and jewelry boxes were strewn around on the other end of the closet. Triana felt a sense of envy when she saw Alma’s belongings occupying Blaze’s closet. She wondered why Blaze hadn't yet thrown away Alma's belongings. She was eager to know if Blaze still had feelings for his ex. Her heart twisted at this thought.

We had never owned any gadgets left for our phones and mine too was bought off the savings I earned from the bookstore. ''I begged my neighbor's son. I told him I would work extra.'' I hit my palm against my forehead. ''Iris!'' ''What?'' she asked innocently. The bookstore was empty and Madam Grace had not yet arrived. We planned to turn up earlier than everyone and start our research. ''Let's begin.'' Iris opened the laptop and typed something in. It was all too confusing to me but she browsed through some websites effortlessly. ''The first company would be Blackwood.'' She smiled and I just nodded not knowing what to say or do.

I think he groaned but it's almost inaudible. "Here..." He drawls as he passes me a book, wrapped in plain black cover. It's nothing fancy. Like any mere book you'd find randomly. "This is my most accounted journal. No one's ever read it. You'll be the first. Consider it a gift from me." "Why should I read it?" He comes to sit on the bed and locks his eyes on mine for the umpteenth time today. I can't count how many times he's played me inside those field orbs of his. "What's the most powerful piece in Chess, little eagle?"

We promised to stay in touch and to hold a family reunion so that we could formally introduce ourselves to one another. Aunt Eden gave me a box of recipes so I could start cooking, baking and braising. She added that the wife of a general has a very challenging role and a duty to the husband and community as well. She was so nice to offer help and guidance if I will be on a crossroads.

"They aren't here for me, Devi. They’re here for that notebook. They’re here for the proof that my father and the Valentis were partners in that warehouse fire ten years ago." Devi looked at her, his obsessive gaze dark and prideful. "Then we’ll give them a front-row seat to the sequel." He kicked open the heavy oak door of the archives, his boots echoing a lethal rhythm. He didn't tell her to hide. He didn't shove her into a safe room. He handed her a spare magazine and pointed toward the stone pillar flanking the grand staircase. "Show them why I chose a Queen and not a pet, Cali baby," he whispered, his voice a low, ruthless vibration.