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This Thanksgiving, Elmer Fuller finally agrees to go on a trip with me. But when I wake up in the hotel, I don't see him anywhere. I spend the entire day desperately searching for him, only to stumble across a social media post from his first love. It's a selfie of her and Elmer having a cozy family dinner with her parents. The caption reads, "Someone's finally meeting the parents on Thanksgiving night. Mom and Dad can stop pressuring me to get married now!" Around her neck is the scarf my mother knitted for me before she passed. I left a comment. "Stop using my things to flirt with my husband. Take the scarf off—you can have him." Not long after, she posts an update. The scarf is shredded into pieces and tossed into a dog bed, with the caption, "What trash—too filthy even for a dog!" Elmer likes the post.

On New Year's Eve, Facebook blew up. The reason was that Bennett Miles, the golden boy of Crestmoor’s elite, posted an update. In the photo, a shy young woman hid her face as she leaned against his shoulder while he grinned. His eyes were full of affection and mischief. His caption read, "What do I do? Looks like I'm officially taken." Friends in his circle flooded the comment section with congratulations. The real frenzy began when Bennett announced that the first 10,000 followers to like, share, and comment on the post would each receive a gold bar. The internet went wild with envy and curiosity. Everyone scrambled to find out more about the woman in the picture. Then, someone claiming to have inside information started a livestream. "Stop guessing. Her name is Kara Sierra. You know Sierra Hall at Crestmoor College? That building was named after her! "Two years ago, she had kidney failure. Bennett personally donated one of his own kidneys to save her!"

Three months before my wedding, my fiancé, Henry Siebert, decided it was the perfect time to drop a maternity photo shoot on social media—with my foster sister, Betty Foster. The caption? Oh, just this gem: [Legally welcoming our little one into the world.] Betty added a shy emoji. And my mom? She liked the post and wrote: [Once the baby is born, I'll help take care of it so you two can enjoy your time together as a couple.] I couldn't help myself. I replied with a single question mark. And then Henry's DMs came in hot: [She's just borrowing me for a year to get married. Once the baby's born, I'll come back to you.]

Pertemuan antara Amir dan Sofea, menggelopakkan bunga-bunga cinta menjadi kalungan indah. Melakar satu impian untuk direalisasikan bersama. Tetapi, mereka dipisahkan kerana perbezaan darjat yang ibarat langit dengan bumi. Mereka bertemu semula di perantauan setelah bertahun berpisah, tetapi segalanya telah berubah. Sementara Syahir di tanah air, tidak pernah berhenti meneroka ke setiap lorong dan lokasi yang penuh dengan noda dan kegelapan untuk mencari si Salina. Dengan niat untuk menyatukan kembali keluarga sahabatnya, supaya janji yang telah dipateri oleh Amir kepada ibunya dapat ditunaikan. Menyuntik semangat juang tidak semudah menarik rambut di dalam tepung. Sememangnya terlalu payah untuk mencipta bahagia yang seindah pelangi, kerana hujan panas terlebih dahulu membasahi perjuangan mereka.

When I started college, my new roommate secretly used my phone to take a selfie. She sent it to the guy I was in an online relationship with and added the caption: [Baby, do you think I'm beautiful?] My boyfriend replied with a giant question mark, followed by a voice message full of curses. "Just thinking about dating someone with that face makes me want to puke!" "Let's break up, you ugly freak. Stay far away from me!" By the time I got out of the shower and tried to explain, I realized he had already blocked me. My roommate, holding her own phone, smugly told me, "The streamer I've had my eye on just added me. He says he wants to start an online relationship." When I looked at the account, I saw it was none other than my ex-boyfriend.

“Jika aku salah kerana ada rasa ini padamu, maka salahlah semua apa yang ada di kehidupanku. Jika aku benar melunaskan rasa peduli pada Anak kecil ini hingga tumbuh dewasa, maka benarlah tanggungjawab yang kulakukan sejak dulu.” SUKRI Perjuangan Sukri dan Tini dalam membesarkan Natasha, anak Tina yang telah meninggal dunia menuntut banyak pengorbanan. Hingga satu masa, Tini sendiri merasa lelah untuk terus berjuang. Dia merasa kalah dengan himpitan kasih sayang silam. Begitu juga Sukri, berasa ingin mengundur diri saat keikhlasan dia tidak dihargai. “Tini dah tak sanggup lagi. Tasha bayangkan Kak Tina jadi mama dia. Tini terlupa yang Tini ini cuma pengasuhnya. Tini sudah kalah...” TINI Semuanya jadi berantakan setelah Natasha meningkat dewasa. Dia mempersoalkan semuanya. Bagi Natasha, dia berhak untuk memiliki ibu dan bapa seperti orang lain. Namun kenyataan Sukri dan Tini bukan ibu bapa kandungnya buat dia memberontak dan kecewa. “Kenapa mama dengan ayah nak marah? Tasha berhak tahu siapa ayah Tasha yang sebenar. Tasha tak kira, Tasha nak tahu semuanya...” NATASHA. Akhirnya, sebuah rahsia telah mengungkapkan segalanya. Namun segalanya menyesak dada. Kenyataan tak seindah impian. Hati Natasha dirobek dengan kenyataan yang ayah kandungnya adalah pemilik penghuni penjara. Dia malu dan merasa terhina. Sukri dan Tini pasrah dengan kenyataan. Sebuah dendam lama adalah titik dari segala yang Natasha lalui sekarang. Apakah Sukri dan Tini mampu bertahan, membesarkan Natasha yang sudah hilang semangat untuk meneruskan hidupnya?

On our fifth anniversary, my fiance, Caleb Alton, mixed up gifts meant for me and someone else. When he pulled out a set of lingerie, he looked flustered and explained that the store had sent the wrong item. The next day, I saw a video posted on social media by his junior colleague, Mia Lawson. The caption read, “He said that old lady of his is out of shape, but I look the sexiest in this.” In the video, she was wearing the same lingerie and lounging seductively in Caleb’s arms. I glanced at the engagement ring identical to the one Caleb wore and decided to call my boss. “Hello, Mr. Farrington. I’ve made up my mind. I can start at the branch office next week.”

For eight long years, Bryan Millan and I were married, but you’d never have known it by looking at his life. He never once acknowledged our relationship in public. Not a single post, not a single mention of me on his social media. Then came our anniversary. The day that was supposed to be about us. Instead, Bryan made an announcement on his Instagram account—just not the one I expected. There he was, hand in hand with his assistant, her draped in a wedding dress. The caption read: [When you're in love, you want the whole world to know.] The comments flooded in. [Bryan finally got married!] [Congrats! Wishing you a lifetime of happiness together!] In that moment, I could no longer lie to myself. Bryan wasn't reserved. He just never loved me. So, I decided to let go. But he wasn't ready for that. He clung to me, desperate now. But I pried his hands off and laughed—a real, genuine laugh, the kind that comes from somewhere deep inside when you realize you're finally free. Then, I looked him straight in the eye and said the words I'd been holding in, "Don't beg me to come back. Because now that I don't love you, I've never felt better."

It's Thanksgiving, and I'm waiting for Zeke Jones to come home after cooking up an extravagant meal. When Zeke returns, he doesn't even glance at the meal I've prepared for him. Instead, he proceeds to pack a bag. "I can't celebrate Thanksgiving with you this year," he says. I take another bite of my turkey and say nothing. At the stroke of midnight, Zeke's first love posts a new photo on her social media page. In the photo, she's lying on Zeke's back with a bright smile on her face. The moon outside the window is bright. "Happy to spend Thanksgiving with good company," her caption reads. Instead of hysterically questioning Zeke about the post, I just tap on the "like" button without reacting in any way. Zeke calls me. His voice sounds panicked as he tries to explain himself. "Please don't misinterpret the post. I will definitely spend Thanksgiving with you next year…" I freeze for a few moments, letting out a small laugh. I don't offer him a reply. Next time, he says? Oh, Zeke, I'm afraid there won't be a next time.

It's the tenth anniversary of my bonding with my warrior mate, Owen Chase, and also our son Leo's birthday. A month earlier, I spent $8000 arranging a trip to the Blood Moon Forest. I plan to take my mate and pup to the Moon Goddess' sacred grounds to receive her blessings. This is supposed to be a happy anniversary celebration for our complete werewolf family. I've prepared everything and booked tickets for the Twilight Coach. But on the night before our departure, Owen and Leo suddenly block our mind-link. "Dad and I are having dinner with Ms. Emma on the 24th floor of Moonlight Restaurant. We've cancelled the tickets—we're not going." The call ends there. They promptly block my number as well. I rush back to our pack overnight, only to find that the security system no longer recognizes me. That night, every household locks its doors and activates protective barriers against the toxic mist of the Silver Mines in the nearby Moonveil Valley, while I could only huddle on the stone steps outside our house, inhaling the silver-laden fog all night. The poisonous substances flood my systems. I am sent to the hospital, burning with fever as my wolf grows weaker with every labored breath. Meanwhile, my family is busy touring Central City with Emma Skinner, spending the money I had worked so hard to earn. Owen posts a photo on his social media. In the photo, Emma, my mate Owen, and my child Leo stand hand-in-hand in front of the wishing fountain in Central City, all smiling brightly. The caption reads: "A perfect trip, a perfect family of three." It is only then that I finally understand—this family exists in name only. It's time for me to rebuild my life.