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And in Dominic's world, looking like a fool was a death sentence. No one said it out loud. No one dared. But everyone thought it. Dominic had ordered the hit. Or maybe he had done it himself. The internet exploded. Theories flew everywhere. But then something else happened. A video appeared on Evelyn's personal account. It had been uploaded in the middle of the night, but it wasn't live. It was pre-recorded. A final message. Posted after she was already dead. It was her. She was sitting in a room I didn't recognize. Her face was bruised. Her lip was split. She looked like she had been crying for hours. Her hands were shaking so badly she could barely hold the phone.

I tried to stop him, putting my weight on my feet, but he just lifted me up before throwing me on the soft mattress that I’d avoid to even sat on. My body bounced on the softness of the bed and I was thankful that I didn’t wore a dress as my legs curled up from the force he applied. “Let’s start making my baby, bitch.” *** Only Ten more chapters left. Follow @jokerblade_official on i*******m for news and updates about CallMeAlpha and upcoming Lucy and Jacob’s story. xoxo

"I can hardly believe you pulled this off. After everything — after all that planning — I'm genuinely happy for you. This is huge." "Don't celebrate yet. There's still a long way to go." "I know. But still." Vanessa's voice had a warmth to it now, something close to pride. "You did it. Just be careful with that video. Keep it somewhere safe." "Always am." "Call me later — I want every detail." "Bye, Vanessa." "Bye. And Chloe — I'm proud of you." Chloe hung up and went outside to meet the car in the driveway, her face already rearranged into something easy and warm.

stomach cries out begging her to eat something. "What us wrong with you" millie says out of nowhere "you're gonna stave yourself just cause you're mad?" "I am, I am VERY MAD. I'm so mad I'm hearing voices in my head" she pulls her hair. "You know other people would've accepted me by now, but no....." she stretches the no "you just have to be so fucking slow" "I can't trust you" "I'm YOU, who the fuck else are you gonna trust if you can't trust yourself" millie argues "I just want what's best for you, what's best for us"

I saw that Flynn had sent me a ton of messages. Flynn: "We trained all day today, and I just got my phone back. You're not mad I didn't text earlier, right?" Flynn: "I did really well in training. I'm totally gonna win the championship at the next competition." Flynn: "Look, I found this kitten by the side of the road. Isn't it cute? It's just like you." Flynn: "Didn't you say you've always wanted a cat? When I'm back after training is over, we'll go to the pet store and pick one you like."

is rare. But I know I'm not the only one. *** By week two post-quit, I launched a short video account. Handle? 'DaFrkngRulebot.' First video, no makeup, just me in my home office. "Hey guys, I'm Rina Ralph, former finance supervisor."

Some showed them dancing all over each other in a bar, while others were of them walking into a hotel room together or using a single straw as they shared a drink in a cafe in broad daylight. Whitney visibly panicked. Her face paled, then flushed from embarrassment. She scrambled over to Dad, clinging to his leg. "Dad, I can explain! These aren't real! They've clearly been edited using AI! Please believe me—I didn't do any of these things!" This time, she'd lost all credibility in front of Dad.

Alora I wasn’t angry at being sedated, and in fact Killian had asked me. I was afraid that if he attempted to keep me restrained in the car I would lose my ever loving shit. Not that I haven’t already been losing my shit, as that’s kind of been the whole theme for a little while now. Ah, who the fuck am I kidding, I have been losing my shit my whole fucking life.

"Nothing on that screen can hurt me more than losing my child." He went quiet, staring at me. I held out my hand. "Give me the phone. I need to see." Reluctantly, he pulled it from his pocket and passed it over. I held down the power button. The moment it booted up, notifications flooded the screen in a sickening barrage, hundreds of texts, tags, and missed calls. I skipped them all and opened the university forum. My name was pinned at the top. The video from Devon's party had been sliced up, edited into memes, slow-mo clips, and cruel GIFs.

He mumbles. "Chris isn't my mate!" I said in my head. I cocked my head but brushed it off quickly. Showing Bahm a half smile and squeezing his hand. He kisses them sweetly. There was no shift in our bond. I still felt the same way for him that I have been. "Come on! You need to know who you dealing with!" Kris comes and grabs my hands from Bahm. He proceeds to joke and pulls me into the living room. "I uploaded these last night." Kris shows me some videos on the tv.