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~Diana~ I and the ladies laugh, Anita told us how her granddaughter make up her husband and he looked like a clown. "Oh my," I chuckled. Even tho she and I are best friends I envy her so much, her son gives her and granddaughter and have another one on the way when my stupid son doesn't even look at a woman or ever thought of having children, I know I should have had more children, even if I couldn't I should have adopted at least one are two.

Maven said. “Do you have pictures or anything?” Aurelian asked. “Yes, a few of the pack members sent pictures,” he said, taking another file. He dropped it on the table, and we gathered it. Maven and I gasp. “Goddess,” Felix said. The pictures are terrible; I can’t even recognise the person. Their eyes are pure white, and their skin is black. Then, with red veins all over their bodies, they look hideous. “What is this?” I asked.

The Harlow residence blazed with lights as maids busied themselves preparing the venue for tomorrow. I was sitting in the study when lines of text suddenly appeared before my eyes, scrolling rapidly with a kind of manic excitement. [Is the protagonist blind? She doesn't want such a good man and insists on that piece of trash?] [Tonight is the finale! That vicious supporting male character, Drake Weston, needs to exit the story already.] [As long as Drake and the fake heiress sleep together and the media catches them, the protagonist won't be able to go through with this marriage!]

"What thing?" "The thing where you find everything that's wrong with a room before you find anything that's right with it." "The chairs are in the wrong formation." Mia looked at the chairs. Then back at Ava. "They look like chairs to me." "That's because you're not thinking about sight lines." "I'm really not," Mia agreed cheerfully. Sofia appeared on Ava's other side, having apparently materialized from nowhere the way she occasionally did when she sensed Ava was approximately forty seconds away from rearranging school furniture without permission. "The chairs are fine. The program starts in five minutes. Where is your head?"

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I need time to think. I glance over to the other couples dancing around us, and I spot a familiar group of girls (freshmen, I think – I’ve seen them at school dressed in matching Fable t-shirts). They’re dressed as the vampire dancing girls from the music video for Thirst, off Fable’s second album. They’re loving the fact that Fable’s most popular song is playing right now, and they’re screaming out the lyrics to Déjà Vu at the tops of their lungs, almost drowning out the actual music. ….beautiful moment

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