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He introduced himself, "I'm Ronald Weeks, lady. Twenty-three years old, and I've just graduated from college. Oh, here's a gift for you." He took out a pot of mint, apparently from out of nowhere. The smell sobered me up, and I was half-amused. "It is Valentine's Day today. And you gave me this?" "Yes. I bought this for you," said Ronald earnestly. "Why?" "You're a beautiful woman, and yet you still came to this place on Valentine's Day. I'm sure you know that this place can give you something better than a relationship." No arguments against that. I grabbed Ronald's hand and asked him to drink with me. When I sobered up once more, it was already the next day. I found myself in an unfamiliar

My forehead stung, probably because a sharp rock cut into it. Laughter filled my earpiece, and tears of shame ran down my face as Nicole rubbed her shoe on me. Eventually, she stopped and pulled out 200 bucks. She tossed it at me with a smirk and said, “Here, take this and buy something nice for your parents. It’s Valentine’s Day after all.” She walked away and acted as if she had done me a favor. I felt humiliated. I tossed the money away and struggled to stand up. Suddenly, someone pointed a bright camera at my face.

“Have a seat, Leilah.” Colby assisted me in the seat in front of this Blake guy while he took the seat beside him. There were folders on the table and Blake is drinking wine. “Leilah, this is my adoptive brother, Blake Valentino. Blake, this is my biological sister, Leilah Rivera.” Colby introduced us. Blake reached out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Ms. Rivera.” His voice is sultry and wispy. It sounded like sea waves crashing inside my ears.

Valentine’s Day “Did I pass the application review?” I asked into the phone, a small smile appearing on my face, I was so confident and happy, ready to rejoice. “Ms. Valentina Chandler, we thank you for applying to our company, we genuinely appreciate your effort and interest, however, we regret to inform you that we are unable to proceed with your application.” I felt my heart sink, that wasn’t the information I was hoping to hear. “We appreciate your interest and cooperation, and we look forward to seeing you sometime in the future.”

Others lead you home. The best Valentine's Day gift wasn't a proposal, roses, or someone's too-late regret. It was saving myself from a love that had already fallen apart.

But the moment I pushed open the door, the blood in my veins turned to ice. There, on our bed, Dan and Valerie were locked in a tight embrace. His shirt was unbuttoned, and her hand was resting lightly on his chest. They sprang apart at the sound of the door. Dan's face went pale with panic. He fumbled with his shirt, then grabbed my hand. "Babe, what are you doing home? How's Ruby today? Is she asking about me? "Don't get the wrong idea. I just finished Theo's transfusion, and Valerie was just looking after me, that's all."

His latest post was a photo of him and Nancy kissing. He'd even captioned it, "Loving you is the bravest thing I've ever done." In the photo, Nancy was kissing him deeply. They really did look like a perfect couple. When Nancy's parents saw the photo, their faces turned pale. Richard even picked up my phone and walked out. The air in the hospital room seemed to freeze at that moment. "Tyler, I'll make sure Nancy gets a proper talking-to. But can you forgive her this once, for the sake of all the years you've been married?"

"Let her go wherever she pleases. What a boring woman. Valerie, double-check the positions of the candles. Make sure that all of them are lit when Mr. Paulson gets here." Although the video was only three minutes long, both Shane and Valerie felt as if they had been slapped hard across their faces. Even the core members of the company, who had been eagerly making false statements to back Shane and Valerie up, were feeling the impact of the video. A deathly silence descended upon the interrogation room after the video ended. However, Shane wasn't ready to give up yet. He was sweating profusely as he stubbornly tried to explain himself. "T-The video proves nothing! I was just speaking out of a

Comments were pouring in faster than I could read them. I scrolled again, the videos autoplaying whether I wanted them to or not. That’s when I saw another one—a compilation. Someone had gone digging. An old video of Xavier and Katrina on Valentine’s Day last year. The lighting was soft, the background full of warm colors and laughter, and there they were—smiling at each other like no one else existed. The internet never forgot, apparently. My chest tightened as I skimmed through thousands of comments. They weren’t just going after him.

“Very good, Mr. Dean, I’ll be ready.Dan” “Thank you, Valerie. There will be a separate envelope with your name on it for your help.” I hung the call and look at the I hung up the phone and met Dan in the limo. We started to pull out of the parking lot, we returned home. When we got home she was already preparing her new paintings. We both met while we are climbing down the staircase, she smiled at me, I embrace and kiss her. I pull away and look into her eyes. “ You seem so happy?