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"The curse is real." "No," I said desperately. "What do you mean, this isn't me!" "Four hours," Dante whispered, looking directly at me. "You've been here four hours and I'm already dying." "What do you mean by that? and if you think so, is this how curses work?" "Isn't it?" Soren asked coldly. "Your first mate died in a hunting accident. Random attack. Your second mate got killed by rogues. Random attack. The third mate just dropped dead. Random death."

Then, as if something inside had snapped, he shoved the pie into his mouth, chewing desperately. "Is it good? Is the blood-stained pumpkin pie delicious?" I asked, my voice filled with disgust and hatred. "Is it better than Mandy's pumpkin pie?" I pressed further, purposely saying those hurtful words. Even so, Ethan continued eating, seemingly deaf to my words, his expression numb and his eyes empty. Suddenly, a piercing ringtone shattered the suffocating silence. It was Ethan's phone, with 'Mandy' flashing on the screen. Ethan hesitated, seemingly reluctant to answer. So, I snatched the phone and hit the answer button.

Zelda. Evening, 5:30pm … I strutted along the bustling road of Pinefalls, the hot breeze tossing my already disheveled hair in every direction. Loud honking of horns and chattering crowds surrounded me, but my thoughts were elsewhere, far away from here. My fingers grasped the strap of my bag, hanging disorderly over my shoulder, as I made my way to the hospital. My Mom had been diagnosed with stage IV cancer, and the relentless and expensive medical bills had drained us dry. The doctor recommended chemotherapy, but where would the money come from? Walking the hour-long distance to the hospital felt like the only way to clear my crowded and disturbed mind.

“You can have all of them if you wish, Mr billionaire,” Laura Emerson commented, “you are disgusting, Kenny. You know very well Luke is not into these kinds of.....” she was abruptly interrupted by Kenny, "Don’t worry, I have treats for you too, look behind you," Laura was reluctant to look, but out of curiosity, he took a sneak peek and notice two muscular men scantily dressed with oily, shiny skin. Laura diverted her gaze sharply and uttered “eeww,” under her breath.

" I remained unresponsive. I simply awaited the conclusion of her statement. She straightened, as if she had at last discovered ammo or a purpose. "My dear, he is a man who is cursed. No woman can be his partner. You will eventually be thrown out like trash. And when that occurs... Her grin grew as she drifted off. "Well, let's just say you'll regret getting into his bed." I just looked at her for a moment before I started laughing. "That once more?" Shaking my head, I said. "You should really quit talking to yourself in these tiny ways, sweetie. You seem to be beginning to believe them.