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Dear Lord, help my poor heart. “What?” I asked. My heart thumping so loud that I’m wishing he wouldn’t hear it. He chuckled and my heart kept skipping a beat. Damn, how is my heart able to do that? How is it able to give me multiple skipped beats? Isn’t that a disease already? “Stop looking at other girls ogling at me.” His voice was so husky. I could just shut my eyes. My insides are about to explode with his words. Damn! “I’m not.” I tried to deny even though I know it’s of no use.

Violet opened her eyes, awakened from her sleep. A feeling of embarrassment suddenly took over her as memories filled her head. Her heart was beating fast, her cheeks flushed red, remembering what had happened last night. She didn't understand why she could turn out like that. "Good morning, my beloved one."

"Can you describe it to me?" "The lyrics you've written tell about how much this person loves the other. That they are ready to face the future with them if only they are given the chance," Aurelie explained. "There's no material thing that would be an exchange to sincere happiness." She noticed Harlem's silence and so she looked at him only to find out he's staring at her. 'What the hell is this again this time? Don't tell me he's feeling the same thing as Red or Sho's feeling every time they're staring at her!' Aurelie thought.

he said, his voice low and mysterious. Betty's heart pounded in her chest as she felt a sense of trepidation. She knew it was going to be a very long night.

Like he knows exactly who he’s coming for. My heart starts to pound.

When he tried to send another, it didn't go through. His heart sank instantly. Danielle loved him so deeply that she would tear up if he came home even ten minutes late. He couldn't believe she would actually block him. A sense of impending doom crawled up his spine, and he floored the gas pedal. As the car pulled up to the villa, Meghan stepped out with Taylor and rose on her tiptoes, attempting to give Matthew a goodbye kiss. "Matthew, tonight—" Matthew tilted his head to avoid her, his tone distant. "I still have things to handle. Take good care of Taylor."

"I just so happen to need this heart as a teaching tool for my class. I also want to research a targeted cure for congenital heart disease. Her family will surely be honored if they know about this. Leave me be. I know what I'm doing." Wendy carefully stored my heart away and moved to leave with it. Ian spoke up once more, asking, "Are you going to study the heart for your daughter?" I dazedly wondered if Wendy had always loved me. Did she still think of me? "Of course. Yuna is only ten. I don't want her to suffer any longer. I must find the best possible treatment as soon as possible." That reply made me feel like I had been plunged into ice-cold water.

Somehow in his embrace, her whole body was covered. ‘Did he mean to do it? I don’t care, he shouldn’t have come in here without my permission!’ Candy shouted in her mind. “I just came in to check on you. When I entered, I didn't see you lying there in bed. I thought you left or go downstairs so I just sat here first to wait for you.” Candy didn't know what to say. It wasn't intentional. "But why did you come to me and tightly covered my mouth?" "Because you screamed so loud, the neighbors will be disturbed."

I held onto my chest as my heart drummed hard in my rib cage. “Where are you coming from, Daphne?”

How would someone not develop a heart attack with this look? "For... Forgive me, alpha... I... I... I will... I will come... back..." I stutter nervously, my heart beating rapidly against my chest so loud that he will hear the sound of it if he's attentive enough. My legs refuse to move, but I drag them and manage to turn toward the door. "Wait!" His deep baritone voice sounds through my ears, bringing me to an abrupt halt as it sends cold shivers down my spine. I think I'm doomed...