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It was dark and still when Lucas woke in his bedroom. The covers were like warm clouds, and he was engulfed. He didn’t want to get out of bed, but knew that he had quite the day ahead of him. After a few minutes of debating with himself, Lucas rose from his bed with the covers still wrapped around him and walked over to the window. This was a moment he wanted to soak in. He absorbed the chill radiating from the hard floor, and allowed the warmth of the covers to spread through his body. The sun was starting to peak up from the horizon, and the smell of coffee was looming from the automatic coffee maker in the kitchen. Lucas particularly enjoys sun rises more than sun sets, he believes the be

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It had not. The seller came toward me. I pointed at the books. “More?” She said something in Aedrathi. I caught none of it. Then she held up six fingers. “Six?” She nodded. I frowned. Six books? I already knew that. Then she pointed toward the street and repeated herself. Oh. “Days?” Another nod. Six days. More stock in six days. I counted automatically. Tomorrow I worked again. Then another workday. Another. Another. Another.

After graduation, I finally got what I'd wanted: a job in Bellshore alongside Callum Price and Brielle Sutton. They came up with one rule. Whenever something came up, we'd vote. Majority rules. Once, I accidentally got Callum's shirt wet. Brielle immediately said, "She always does this. Last time, she swiped my lipstick without even asking." Callum pulled out his phone. "Let's vote. Who's in the wrong?" Two votes to one. I had to apologize, pay for the shirt, and from then on, I wasn't allowed to touch his things. Yet Brielle wore that same T-shirt for years. On our second vacation, I wanted to go to the beach. They wanted to go hiking. Two votes to one again. That day on the mountain, Briel

He went and got three things off the shelves and put them on the bench in front of me, and one of them was a healer's day-book from a pack that has not existed for sixty years. "Six days is the working life," he said. "Three of these say six. None of them says what the stuff is or what it is for, and all three say the seventh is a thinning day, and that is where every one of them stops writing." He put his finger on a line. "This one does not stop. She kept a column for what she called the far end, in one of the old inland houses where they write everything down, and her far end is two days."

Ana I stepped out of the building, my body threatening to collapse under my shaky legs any minute. I glanced around to find the driver waiting by the car, just like in the morning. I was still reeling from my heated argument with Ben. I wondered how I was going to survive 30 days in the same space with him. He would always be around me; in the house, in the office. Soon enough, I might find myself doing something I might regret later. The man was totally unbearable.

Without saying much, Darko walked out of the hall and stood at the entrance, guarding it. ****** "Today is Friday, it's sports day. The young Mistress will need all the help she can get… Help her to feel among, it's been a long time since she participated in sports… she usually throws tantrums with her handlers…. She is nasty to everyone but it's different with you," Darko said as I finished the heap of meals he had packed for me. "Hey! I am not doing this because you suggested it!" I rose up to my feet. "I know," he responded as I marched past him.

It was raining lightly. He held the umbrella too high, like always, so I ended up a little damp. “I’m going to lower this one day,” I teased. He smirked. “Don’t threaten me.” We walked down the path toward the parking lot, hands brushing. “I booked something,” he said casually. “What kind of something?” “The kind you don’t get to know about until we land.” I stopped walking. “Wait—what?” He grinned. “Pack a bag. Three days. Somewhere warm.”

It was rumored that it was the place where true mates during ancient times would travel to together. As for my wolf, I knew she hadn't disappeared or been sealed away. She was just temporarily in a deep sleep. I continued to study and do experiments, and my days were mundane and uneventful. However, occasionally during experiments, I would feel a sudden pain in my chest. Tears would slide down my cheeks and drip off my chin. I shook my head briskly and continued working. Since I had forgotten it all, it didn't matter. … 21 days later, my phone suddenly began vibrating wildly.