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Tunde leaned in closer to Rachel and whispered, "If Chinyere is not found alive and healthy I will never forgive you and I will make sure you pay." With that, Tunde stormed out of the classroom. He could hear Rachel calling after him but he didn't care, he'd had enough of her stupidity. Tunde stormed into the boy's restroom and banged the door shut behind him. The boys who were already in the bathroom jumped in surprise and looked at Tunde. Tunde leaned against the wall and glared back at the boys, "What are you looking at?!" The boys looked away and ran out of the restroom. Tunde sighed and closed his eyes. He couldn't believe that this was happening to him again. Someone he loved dearly we

"No." "Oh yes. So when Mr. Chen shows up drunk, by the way, absolutely plastered, he finds me in his designated spot, holding his wife's passionate ode to Tyler-from-internship-program's jawline, and I'm in SpongeBob pajama shorts because I hadn't done laundry in a while." "SpongeBob," Anna repeated, a giggle escaping her lips. "SquarePants himself. Bright yellow. Very dignified." Daniel spread his hands. "By Monday, the story was that I'd seduced Marta Chen, stolen her husband's car, his car, which was never there and was planning to flee to Barbados with the intern."

"Thank you, Charlie. I’ll find the perfect dress. I’ll make sure I look exactly how you want." "I know you will," Charlie grinned, walking over to pat her shoulder, completely blind to the fact that his own wife had already selected the wardrobe and written the script he was so eagerly funding. He walked back to the door, his heart light, his dark confidence restored. "Rest up, Elena. Everything is going to be alright. On Saturday, we take back our lives, and we bury Elara Vance forever." "I’m ready," Elena whispered as he stepped out into the hallway. Charlie happily left, his heavy footsteps fading down the stairs as he ran back out into the pouring Chelsea rain

Especially the second he opened his mouth. "I was not blind, Layla. Anyone would have done anything just to kiss the ground Wade walked on." I looked at Chloe and saw that she was staring at Wade. "He was a walking problem, Chloe." "A very good-looking walking problem," she added. My brows furrowed, and I looked at her in so much confusion. "Did you like Wade Scott?" I asked.

“Charlie, I wanted you to come to the wedding, but Nathan didn’t want to see you.” There was no name saved on the number, but Charlotte didn’t need one. The tone alone told her exactly who it was. Celine. Charlotte’s fingers tightened around the phone as the realization hit her fully. Just minutes ago, as the cab pulled away from the Dean mansion, she had thrown her old phone out of the window without hesitation. That phone carried too much history. Too many wounds. This was a new line she had gotten for herself, quietly, carefully, meant to be hers alone.

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

Amelia never had to try. Back in the present, Evelyn forced herself to steady her breathing. Charlie’s cold gaze remained fixed on her. “You owe Amelia an apology,” he said. Evelyn met his eyes fully this time. “And if I refuse?” Something dangerous flickered beneath his calm exterior. “You don’t want to make this harder.” A chill crept down her spine. Charlie Warren did not make empty threats. His family held power across the city's politics, luxury hotels, real estate, and media. They didn’t just influence lives. They controlled them, and from the look in his eyes, he would not hesitate to ruin hers.

Maxwell Today’s the day. The day that all of this ends. The day that Charlie and I can put everything behind us and move forward. Revenge for revenge, victory to be won. I know better than anyone that Charlie won’t be able to grow as a vampire with Daisy still lurking about, with Duke still on his high horse. It ends today.

“What’s next? Are you going to crash the wedding? Make a scene?” I laughed despite myself. “Tempting, but no. I’m done with the drama. Once the contract ends, I’m walking away. Adam and Eleanor can have their fairy tale or whatever.” Jasmine frowned. “And you? What about your fairy tale?” I hesitated, my gaze drifting to the window. “I don’t know, Jas. Maybe I don’t get one.” “Bullshit,” she said, sitting up straighter. “You’re Charlotte freaking Hamilton. You don’t need a man to complete your story. You’ll write your own damn fairy tale.”

She then explained to me, "It's been a long day of celebrations, and everyone is worn out, so let's just postpone the ceremony until next time." If it had been me exchanging rings with her that day, our wedding would have gone through. That occasion marked the closest point to happiness in my life. Josie was still pressuring me to take the fall for Emma when Emma and Charlie suddenly appeared, walking arm in arm. Charlie said, "You've lost again, Ms. Jillard. You missed it by a single second, so you'd better pay up." Emma replied gently, "You can go ahead and tell me what you want, then."