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"Do not do anything. Let her be, she will get over it too, soon enough." Grace couldn't tell her friends that her sister claimed that everything their father own belongs to her. She just kept staring and sobbing, Laura's words lifted a great burden from her shoulders. Laura had worked a miracle indeed and she suddenly found her voice. "If I ever come to this world again, you would still be my friends. You don't know how grateful I am, you both never gave up on me. Thank you" "You're welcome darling. Anything for you"

She hastily wiped her lips by the back of her hand and gave him a cold glare "You really don't remember me?" he whispered, looking at her with hurt "Remember what?" Dea asked with confusion. 'Is he tricking me by his words or saying the truth? You just kissed me without my permission, you jerk!' She bit her lip to restrain herself from cussing all the words she had learned in her whole life at him

As she walked up the stairs, Ava decided it was a good day indeed. As she lay in the bathtub, surrounded by warm water and the air filled with the scent of lilacs, she looked out over the amazing view and felt lucky. To be honest, she had had a terrible week in many ways. But at this moment, she felt lucky. Ava was no fool. She knew her experiences had left scars, even if none of them were physical. But the week had also shown her those scars didn’t necessarily mean she couldn’t move on or trust. She was lying in a luxury bathtub, in a mansion, belonging to a sexy man who wanted her in his bed. Things could be worse. That little annoying voice in Ava’s head reminded her she couldn’t fall for

“A little welcome gift. You’ve been killing it today, and… well, I know how scary the first week can be.” I opened the box slowly. Inside was a beautiful set of customized pens , sleek, gold-tipped, and engraved with my initials: L.M. I was speechless. “Thank you,” I whispered, touched. “This means a lot.” Nora waved it off, but I could see the kindness in her eyes. “You’re going to be just fine here, Laura. I can feel it.” After she left, I sat there for a moment, staring at the gift. A simple gesture , yet it lit something in me. A sense of belonging. Maybe I wasn’t as alone as I thought.

’ After her, she requests the band to play the Birthday song. Abby facing the group; ‘To my three buddies here, could you send your greetings to our celebrant please? Therefore, Sarah and the rest express their greetings. Jenny plays Ukulele song for Debbie. Abby’s voice to Debbie, ‘You turn my life upside down. Should I say that your mindless prayers may have work well? You made me a stronger person. I thank you for giving me the chance to work with you and for you. Please accept my humble gifts.’

There was a long silence between them and in the next second, he nodded his head. Laura let out a sigh of relief as she watched Dan turn around to investigate what had gone wrong. "Please, help him, dear Goddess." She prayed to the Moon Goddess. However, in the next second, she felt a sudden chill like she was in Antarctica. Goosebumps lined her skin as a foreboding aura overwhelmed the atmosphere. A shrill and wicked laughter sounded out in the air and Laura covered her ears immediately. "Ahhhhh..." She screamed as she fell to the ground. Her heart thudded and her head throbbed. The laughter tormented her as it echoed in her head continuously.

“He was my first sacrifice.” Skylar could see the rage within Bridget growing, she was about to blow it. Skylar tried to calm her down. She put up her bound hands and touched her sister’s shoulder. “You need to remain calm.” It took Bridget a minute to look up. She took a deep breath. “I think you broke her.” Laura said. “I broke her a long time ago.”

"You’ve already kidnapped me. I can’t escape anyway. But let me make one thing clear. Since you’re all so determined to make her eat my fortune cookie, don’t regret it." Mara and the others exchanged glances, then lit up with excitement. "We won’t regret it!" I nodded and told them to untie me. "Follow the process. First, write your name and birth details on a piece of paper. Then burn it to ashes and wrap it inside." One of the supporters, worried I might try something, quickly asked, "Mara, what do you want on the paper?" She thought for a moment. "Something for delicate features and big eyes. Write that into the fortune. She has to be beautiful. And add a perfect test score. Write it in s

“The stars will grant your wish, Laura. If it won’t, then I’ll be your star.” The five-year-old Laura squeaked. “The stars listen for sure.” She was beaming as she pointed the congregation of stars in the corner, a dimple appearing in the bottom of her cheeks. Hera pursed her lips as she put her hands inside her pocket, touching the cold coins inside it. She wondered whether her fifty pesos could suffice for a steak, and thought savagely whether wishes do come true. Between her and her sister, Laura always had this positive outlook on things. Once, Hera was crying because her parents were still yet to go home and she was hungry, and she had told her that,

She beamed at her. Laura noticed she was pinching Stacey on her arm, as if promoting her to do something. “Congratulations Laura, I got you a gift. And I’m also here to apologize for everything. I can’t keep chasing over a man who doesn’t want me.” Stacey dramatized with her hand, laughing out her lies. Laura was skeptical about receiving her gift. What if…. Anne took Laura’s hands in hers “Come on Laura, trust me. I wouldn’t have brought her here if she wasn’t a repentant. This is a goodwill offering.” She pleaded with a smile.