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biglang reklamo ni Marylou at nagdadabog pang dinampot ang sariling baso ng juice. Hindi naman sa magkapatid sila, ganyan lang talaga si Marylou kapag naiinis. Isa pa, nasa second year college na din naman si Ms. Levi at Manager Anne kumpara sa aming dalawa na nasa last year of highschool. Second year college din pala yung lalaking masungit sa likod. "Teka, ano ba yung sinasabi mo?" usisa ko sa kanya. Para na kasi siyang iiyak sa lagay niya, eh.

I gently stroked his face before he suddenly opened his eyes and said in a voice thick with sleep, "Good morning." "Good morning." "How do you feel right now?" I replied truthfully, "I still feel a bit sore." He chuckled softly as his hand moved down to my lower abdomen, asking, "How do you feel here, then?" "It's fine." He propped himself up and looked at me. "I have something I need to tell you." "What is it?" He replied, "Lia isn't pregnant with Luca's baby." I immediately sat up on the bed, asking, "What do you mean?"

I had spent years pretending that Matteo's comments didn't bother me, pretending I didn't notice the way his eyes moved over other women when we were together, pretending I didn't hear the disgust in his voice whenever he talked about my weight. But I remembered everything now. Every insult. Every humiliating comparison. Every time he made me feel like I was lucky he had married me. And most importantly, I remembered Valentina. My best friend. The woman Matteo had chosen to betray me with. I didn't know if changing my body would have prevented everything that happened in my first life. Maybe Matteo would have found another reason to hurt me. Maybe men like him always found a reason when they

My hands were still shaking as I opened the app for my bank account. My stomach dropped. I was broke. Well not completely broke. The numbers were a lot smaller than I thought they would be. My investments were not doing well yet. I had no money left in my savings. My throat felt tight. I was feeling really scared and angry and also very embarrassed about the whole thing. "Carlos, listen, " I said, my voice shaking. "The money in my account is for my business. I just cannot use it for something else.” He did not want to listen to me as he cut me off by slamming his hand against the pool deck hard. This made water splash over the place and it got my shoes completely wet.

His sharp claws traced back and forth across her belly as he looked at her with mocking amusement. “How about I cut your stomach open,” he said, “and let him see whether there’s really a little wolf pup inside?” Sarah laughed sweetly, her soft fist lightly tapping against Rhett’s chest. Rhett caught her wrist in one hand, pulled her closer, and kissed her again.

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I looked flushed with embarrassment in those moments; it was like I was a teenager admitting how he felt about his first love. "I am Yuki Yozora, Fifteen years old." She answered me rudely without any hesitation, and then she asked me to borrow my phone; I rushed to pick up my phone in my pocket then give it to her. My world was spinning literally because of nervousness. After returning my phone to me, I saved her number and named it 'Yuki with a heart emoji.' I called her number so she could save my number as well. As Yuki saved my number on the phone, she smiled as if something terrible had been planned. At the same time, she showed me my name in her phone book. My eyes widened as I read m

She chuckled, "Okay. Take care." He smiled back, "Just let me know if he hurt you. He's replaceable and I'm always available, by the way my IG account is HandsomeLucas, follow me and I'll follow you back. Ciao~"He said before he immediately leave their apartment before Yvrozz could kill him with his glares. Zenah couldn't help but to chuckle at hus flirtatious skills. While Yvrozz who has sullen look and he looks grumpy—no, he is grumpy.

Bella Goody Therapist. ID no. :12395670 Email: bellagoody@g***l.com She was a therapist, I thought. There was a shadow under my breath. Under my tone. And it was screaming inaudible words in my ears but I couldn't decipher what words they were let alone the meaning. “Hey, I'm sorry. I'm back,” Her joyful voice brought me down to reality and I hurried to put the rest of the things in the bag before facing her.

She opened her eyes and looked at him, her second hand was still pressed to her mouth, she removed it to speak. “No, no, I’m fine,” she said, getting her breath back, “I just need a second.” Justin’s eyebrows went up, he waited a second, and then, “Well?” he asked, right on point. Luna chuckled, she shook her head. “Okay, Dr. Time,” she teased.