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Melanie suddenly turned to look at me and said, gently: “Carlos loves you so much. I already tested it for you. He was willing to marry me to save you. He really loves you very much.” What she said? She said she helped me test Carlos? Wasn't she going to marry cars to get back at me? Was she trying to figure out Cars' feelings toward me? I looked at Melanie in shock and she reminded me: “Concentrate on driving! I want to stay alive.” I removed my gaze and looked back at the road. Melanie spoke again: “Natália, I hope you live well.” Melanie wanted me to see clearly. At that moment, I didn't know what to feel.

And at times when you're too weak, I'll be your strength. We're a team. You need not to face a storm alone cause I'll always be with you. I love you with extreme certainty, Maze Johnson-Thornton. We still have one wedding left. But for now, I want you to take my hand and begin again. Let's love each other, all over again." THE END

Armani tackled with his trousers as he went over to where Dex sat. "Did you kill him?" Armani asked. "almost" Dex replied taking another glass. "Where is she?" "In her room" Armani replied. Dex searched for Cordelia. "Bring her to me" Armani brought her to Dex. Dex slid his finger into her "Let's go"

And to worsen the situation, Carrie began to snore, reminding him of the way his grandfather always did when he was still alive. "What is that noise?" Miss Hampton had asked, jolting him out of his thoughts. "Carrie Thompson, wake up this instant!" She ordered furiously. Carrie flung open her eyes at the sound of her voice and raised her head up immediately. Her glasses that was almost falling off her eyes finally fell to the floor and cracked. A thin trail of saliva hung by the side of her mouth. She rubbed her eyes with her handkerchief and looked up, only to find a furry-faced Miss Maryanne and whole class staring at her. She became shy at the realisation of what had happened and could no

Melanie gave him a curious look watching him pull off his coat "Tie this around your waist "he said and she nodded. Melanie totally forgot she's still wearing a g-string. ** Entering the limo,Melanie heaved a deep sigh. She glanced at the brøthel as the limo began moving. The past 3 years of her existence has been spent in her; offering her body to any one that comes her way "Name's Eros" the guard formally introduced himself. Melanie said nothing but continued glancing outside "Where are you taking me to?,the graveyard cartel ?"she asked and he smiled lightly

It was like she was drugged with the feel of him. “There’s no fire,” he mumbled as his lips followed his hands draining light kisses on her back and she had to lean forward to keep her jelly legs from giving away. Why the hell was he saying that there was no fire. There was such a flame inside her right now. She stopped thinking as he untied her bra and the dress fell in a pool around her feet along with the undergarment.

Hearing the praise for Kaia, Chris couldn't help but beam, a satisfied smirk curling at the corners of his lips. Kaia then began singing a sweet love song. I had to admit, her voice was enchanting. Standing next to me, Chris watched her with a look of admiration and infatuation. Meanwhile, Kaia's gaze never wavered from Chris, filled with longing. When the song ended, she didn't step off the stage. Instead, she continued, "The song is dedicated to the one I love most." At that moment, the large screen behind her flickered to life. The screen began showing a rolling display of photos—proof of the love Kaia and Chris once shared. There were sweet couple photos, handwritten love letters, and ca

And she was more than ready; she was here to prove to herself that dreams could indeed come true. Taking a deep breath, she gently pressed down on the keys, allowing the first notes to escape. The sound resonated through the hall, wrapping around her like a warm embrace. They flowed effortlessly, merging into a beautiful composition she had created—one that encapsulated her triumphs, losses, and the love that had enveloped her complete being. Every note echoed her heart, her soul, reverberating back in a gentle affirmation of her worth.

She felt a sense of relief when Kurt went to the bathroom. “How’s the food, babe?” Kurt asked when he got back from the bathroom. “Great. Francisco is an excellent chef.” She said sincerely. She enjoyed every single bite of her food. She tried her best to keep up with Kurt’s embarrassing actions. ‘Thank God the food is great.’ She said to herself. A band consisting of a pianist, violinist, and a singer came out to sing for them to keep them entertained. The first song they played was Love Me Like You Do.

“You’ll stand behind me, silent and bruised. Like a shadow.” Melodie didn’t respond. She couldn’t afford to break. Not now. --- Later, she pulled out the flute again. Her pin hovered over the last space. With a breath, she carved one final word. “H-O-P-E.” --- She stared at the moonlight filtering through cracked stone. “Please,” she whispered. “Please remember before she lies.” ---