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"How dare you expect me to kneel before those dead infants, Hannah! You're so vicious! You're clearly trying to kill me! I wouldn't have turned out like this if you had married me back then!" I turned around, a mocking smile playing on my lips. "I'm not cruel enough to hang you ten thousand feet in the air to drop you and turn you into minced meat, Mason." Mason was stunned, his eyes turning bloodshot. "Is this your way of getting back at me?" I paid him no mind and stormed off with Draco. Upon hearing that Mason still had a chance to be saved, Mom and Dad took Winnie and rushed to Ghost Village. I had already said that Mason was the only one allowed to enter the Infant Mourning Tower to kne

For one night we pretended we were just two people who used to love each other, who had survived the worst and were trying to find their way to something better. It was nice and peaceful but it was also a lie, a beautiful, necessary lie that allowed us to breathe, hope, and believe that maybe, just maybe, we could make this work, because we weren't just two people who used to love each other. We were two people who still loved each other, who had never stopped loving each other, who had been fighting their way back to each other through years of pain and betrayal and grief. Merald held my hand across the table, his thumb tracing circles on my skin.

A harsh reality slammed into me when the name popped into my head. Lara. My wife. The woman I had left inside, sleeping, her body still marked by my hands and my sins. I looked at the girl standing in front of me. I took a step back. Lowered the violin. She whispered, “What’s… wrong?” I breathed the name of my wife, barely audible. My wedding ring shone on my finger like a curse. She lifted her head toward me. And that was when I realized something sharp and cruel. Kaiden Draven, the man who felt nothing… had finally fallen.

A smile that carried years of pain, unspoken wounds, and shattered trust. Seeing that smile, both Arya and Aryan felt an unfamiliar pain in their hearts. Arya’s hand loosened from Siya’s cheeks automatically. He stood still, staring at her. Then Siya stepped forward again. Standing very close to them, she spoke with venom in her voice— “We curse the day our marriage happened with you.” Her eyes were not wet, but her voice was filled with poison. “We curse the day we ever loved you.” She paused for a moment, then said very clearly—

"Let's break up." Audrey's face drained of color as she instantly let go. "Why? What happened?" Once the lie began, the rest easily fell out. I couldn't look at her and turned my face away as I said, "Nothing happened. I just don't love you anymore." She let out a disbelieving, angry laugh. "Is this April Fool's or some kind of a joke? You told me you loved me just the other day." I met her eyes and announced, "I'm not lying. I'm getting engaged to Clara. She's capable and has her family's backing. I'm tired of all of this."

“Everything! You can’t just announce I’m your bride like it’s nothing. You didn’t ask. You didn’t warn me. You just… said it. In front of your mother. In front of Delilah. What am I supposed to do with that?” I stepped closer, backing her against the side of the black SUV parked nearest. “I said you’re my bride. What’s confusing? You liked hearing I love you. Your cunt soaked for it. You came so hard you drenched my face. So why act shocked when I give you the rest?” She swallowed, cheeks flushing deeper. “It’s not the same. That was… private. This is public. This is permanent.”

‎The crowd staring. ‎Zayden appearing behind him like some dark omen. ‎ ‎Someone had captioned it: ‎ ‎“Heiress Vivienne Hart caught in heated confrontation with biker at downtown bar ” ‎ ‎My stomach dropped to the floor. ‎ ‎“Oh, great,” I muttered into the pillow. “I’ve gone viral for being traumatized.” ‎ ‎Scrolling was a terrible idea, but of course I kept going. Humans are naturally self-destructive; I’m just more committed.

Rebel didn’t know which hole he should hold to stop the bleeding, his blood flowed out like a river, and slowly, he felt the entire world fall weak. But he was stubborn enough to give up and cursed, “David Xiver, you’re a demon, so what…what you don’t….even care about her? She is not your own, but your sisters and your bros; what about them?” So rebel used his last straw to save his master. Even though he knew death was near, he didn’t care about anything; he just wanted to give his master a chance to live. “Do you think I gave you a chance to blackmail?” David didn’t answer him and looked at Alex and Kevin. “Let’s go.”

Blake chuckled and cupped the side of her cheek. "So I don't consider being a human?" He said calmly but she hissed when he grabbed a fist of her hair aggressively and tossed her head around. Her eyes watered when her eyes met with Zale who was continuously yelling and struggling to get free from those shackles which were scratching his skin with every attempt of his to get freed from it. "But does he consider being human that you fell in love with him and even married him?" Blake pointed his gun at Zale and pulled her hair more roughly. A sob broke out from her.