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I leaned against the door panel and wiped away my tears, dialing a friend's phone number. "Are you still short of people for the team going to the mountains to teach in five days?" "Are you sure? There is no internet or signal, and there are snakes. Aren't you afraid?" "No." "Then what about your engagement? How will you explain this to your mom? Won't she tear you apart?" I gripped the phone tightly. "Elsie, I want to run away. For once, I want to be brave."

"Well behaved ma'am. She's..." "That's enough. I will take her from here." Marcella cut in, looked away from the woman, and allowed her gaze drop on the teenage blonde. "And you? What are you called?" "Serenity." She replied boldly, her eyes staring straight at Marcella. Marcella stared back, and at a point, she flinched. The girl's gaze was piercingly deep, and Marcella felt like she was staring straight at someone familiar. Valentina.

Just like before. “So I should feel honored that you love me? I should kiss your feet?” Her voice dripped with sarcasm, and it stung like acid. “Do you think I’m stupid enough to believe you?” “If I could open my heart and show you, I would,” I said fiercely, stepping closer, my hands trembling with the intensity of it all. “My heart beats for you and you alone, Edwina Danielle Jonas. Believe it or not. I wouldn’t joke about something like that.”

The lights twinkled like stars, a reminder of the life that continued to pulse through the streets, unaffected by the struggles that had consumed her world for so long. Ethan’s words echoed in her mind: “Whatever comes next, we’ll face it together.” Sophia knew that the road ahead wouldn’t be easy. There would be challenges, setbacks, and moments of doubt. But she also knew that she wasn’t alone anymore. She had Ethan, Lily, and the strength she had discovered within herself. And as she stood there, gazing out at the city that had once felt so daunting, Sophia made a silent vow. She would build a new life—one that was not defined by the pain of the past, but by the hope and love that she had

It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless So, before you go Was never the right time, whenever you called Went little, by little, by little until there was nothing at all Our every moment, I start to replay But all I can think about is seeing that look on your face When you hurt under the surface Like troubled water running cold Well, time can heal but this won't So, before you go Was there something I could've said To make your heart beat better? If only I'd have known you had a storm to weather So, before you go Was there something I could've said To make it all stop hurting? It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless So, before you go So, before you go Was the

"You're amazing!" Before I can respond, before I can fully process what just happened, Sara appears beside us. Her face is twisted with jealousy and rage that I've seen on her features whenever Liam so much as glances in another girl's direction. She's trying to look fierce and intimidating, puffing herself up like an angry cat, but I'm done. I'm so completely done being everyone's punching bag, their source of entertainment, their outlet for whatever insecurities they're carrying around. "You," she spits, pointing a perfectly manicured finger at me like she's casting a curse. "You think you're so special now? You think one little song changes anything?"

I smiled before standing from my seat and join her. “You still have a chance, Mr. husband.” She whispers in my ears before pecking my cheek and left at her previous seat not waiting for my answer, she knows already I wouldn’t back out. I signed as closed my eyes trying to concentrate to found any song in so much noise of the crowd. I smiled as I found one, I opened my eyes to meet chocolate orbs and try my best to sing. “Heartbeats fast Colors and promises How to be brave? How can I love when I’m afraid to fall?

I glanced at Sara, who shrank back a little, her confidence faltering. Max's face darkened, but before he could say anything, Sara stepped forward, trying to regain her composure. "You're just bitter, Eva," she sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. "It's pathetic. Look at you, clinging to the past because you have nothing else."

Hearing the voice full of anger and sadness, Sara finally softened. She nodded slowly, although her face was still filled with anxiety and anger that had not subsided. Her feelings were mixed; on the one hand, she felt pressured by this complicated situation, but on the other hand, there was a faint hope emerging. Sara took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. She knew that the anger and sadness that overwhelmed her could not be resolved with words alone. Maybe there was a way out, but it required the courage to face reality and open up.

“Anything else.” “Sure,” Bree said, getting her guitar out. She sat on the bench and tried to decide, a million songs coming to mind. But she chose one she’d always loved to sing and played, “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.” By the time she was done, most of the people in the room had tears in their eyes. But Bree didn’t. As much as she wanted to cry at the sentiment of the song, she wasn’t about to let Monica see her cry now.