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She just stopped breathing for a second, and then her eyes locked onto me like a trap snapping shut. Now she says nothing. That is the worst part. The silence is louder than any yelling she could ever do. I feel it crawling under my skin as I sit on my bed, pretending to read a paperback. The title mocks me from the cover. 'The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride'. I picked it up at the bookstore yesterday because it felt like a sign. Now it just feels like a warning. What is Grandma thinking? Does she see the truth? Does she know I am lying through my teeth every time I smile and say Jaydon is the one?

No one has found the bodies yet, though, so theres still a lingering hope out there that they're alive. I sigh as I crawl under the thick quilt, flicking on the lamo beside me as I pull out my latest find at Barnes and Nobels: The Winter Garden by the famous Kristin Hannah. This woman's books are truly amazing. Then, after an hour long reading session, I find my eyes beginning to shut against my will, so I set down the book on the bedside table and shut off the lamp. ~ The next morning...

Sometimes she would even bring Adonis outside. Today she sat on one of the wooden chairs reading Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen which had caught her attention when she entered into Adryan's own personal library, growing up Jade had heard many people talk about the book, but being blind she didn't ever get the chance to read it until now. Adonis was sitting on the blanket Jade had spread out for him, his toys seemingly more interesting than anything. - Adryan closed the door to his office, he inhaled and tried to catch the scent of strawberries, and he was successful when he found the lingering scent of strawberries coming from his right, following the scent he came across the outdoor bal

Elizabeth’s POV I had finally reached out to Christian through one of his ever-faithful workers, the same ones he kept sending to deliver gifts I hadn’t asked for. A few days ago, he sent me fifty pre-release books. Romance novels, of course. Top-notch titles that weren’t supposed to hit shelves for months, yet somehow Christian had gotten them early. I’d binged through almost every single one. They gave me a peace I hadn’t felt in weeks, curling up in their stories, forgetting my own. But what unsettled me more was how he knew exactly the kind of books I loved. That man noticed everything, even the details I thought no one else did.

"Are you still tired? You sure are pretty scattered-minded these days." Stretching my limbs, I move my chin from side to side, trying to get a good stretch for my neck and back. "I was up late yesterday again." Then I cover up my real reason with a lie. "That book I'm reading is getting pretty interesting. The author has done a great job with the plot of the book. I can't wait to see how the climax turns out."

“I really hadn’t thought about it yet. Usually Sundays are a double shift in the diner. Ummm, I don’t know. Library maybe?” “Melinda and I went yesterday, Mama. Oh, she got you this,” Maddie runs into the living room and picks up a small black device. It’s about 3x the size of a phone and Maddie runs back over to me. “It’s a kindle. She said you have an unlimited account now so you can read whatever you want to. And it’s already connected to the library, so you don’t have to go there to check out digital books. Just pick one and it’ll d******d. Although it does still have a limit on how many books you can have ‘checked out’ at one time. I’ve got one too, but I wanted to have a few actual boo

The silence in our home was deafening, a constant reminder of the void his absence left behind. Days turned into weeks, then months. Lily, David, and our grandchildren rallied around me, their love a source of solace in the darkest moments. But it was Ethan's love letters, tucked away in a hidden drawer, that truly brought me comfort.Each letter, a testament to his unwavering love, a whispered promise that transcended time itself. One sunny afternoon, while sorting through Ethan's belongings, I stumbled upon a worn leather-bound journal tucked away in his desk drawer. Its faded inscription read simply: "For Olivia, with love." Curiosity piqued, I settled into Ethan's favorite armchair and ca

I was not a fan of the unneccesary designs and details. I wanted a simple wedding with Sergio, he knew it. It looked expensive. It was and I felt trapped in an expensive cage worth that much. The dress hugged my body in a way that made me feel suffocated rather than beautiful. A few seconds had me wanting to scream my head off and cry. “You look stunning,” Regina murmured as she adjusted the delicate lace sleeve. “My brother has good taste.” Your brother is a wild beast, I wanted to scream but rather smiled.

Sitting there in the traffic made Alice a bit bored and sleepy, as a bride she was supposed to be either nervous or afraid of leaving her parents, friends and siblings, I mean that's what a normal bride should be all about not feeling bored and sleepy but she couldn't help it knowing she was no normal bride, she is and would remain a CONTRACT BRIDE. Valentino on his side sat in his car right in front of the church as he waited for his bride. Valentino was different from Alice, all through the time he was waiting, Valentino was on his phone going through some contract documents from the office. Dominic tried to make him cool off a bit but it was all to no avail. Things were already starting t

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