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C H A P T E R 4 : W H E N A T O R N A D O M E E T S A V O L C A N O You promised me the light of hopes and sunshine rays, with a better looking future where we can both stay. But now, you too, sit here in my darkness, waiting for it to pass away. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

The storm was yet to come. A storm which could destroy. *** How was the chapter loves? I hope it was nice. Do comment, follow and give your reviews as it makes my day. xoxo

Me: Sure, can you pick me up from my aunt's? Collin: Sure. What time? Me: 7? Collin: See you then. When my life is calm, I know there's a storm on its way. That's how it happens, right? You are either in the calm before the storm or right in the eye. And that's where I am, in the eye of the storm. It's calm only for a moment. If I look around me and see my horizons, I will see the swarming chaos encircle me and surround me. I won't be consumed by it quickly, but when the eye passes, it will hit me hard.

I couldn't suppress a shriek as searing pain coursed through me. As if the impact wasn't punishment enough, the tornado persisted, its trajectory now aimed at me. It became clear to me that this was no ordinary storm—it was purposefully directed, likely by someone aiming to thwart me. However, I wasn't one to be easily deterred. Fixing an intense glare on the raging wind, I seized debris from its wake, my determination unwavering even in the face of adversity. Clenching my teeth, I drew upon the deep well of power within me, channeling my resolve into a low growl as I pushed everything I had back against the tempest. I gasped, feeling the immense drain of energy, as I clutched my stomach.

everyone nodded except for Gio. “Let me start by apologizing for any hurt and upset I caused. It was not my intention and my plan seemed good at the time,” silence, phew. “Three days after you left to go on the mission, I received a letter from Jaime telling me that if I didn’t go to him and continue with our wedding, he would have you delivered to me piece by piece. It turned my stomach but, after reading the letter over a few times, I felt so angry and fuelled by anger and rage that he would dare threaten people that I had grown to care about in a short space of time,” I took a drink of my coffee and walked to the cabinet, taking out a small box in which I had kept the letters. I passed Gi

Wind… snow… and three stories up… brilliant. I took a deep breath before putting my hands on the window sill, lifting myself up. It was now or – A sudden knock on the door nearly made me tumble out of the window. A moment later, Lacy’s face popped in, looking concerned. “Were you climbing out of the window?” she asked, walking further into the room. She had a plate in her hand filled with delicious food. “Maybe” I said, climbing back inside. “Hailstorm – that’s really dumb” she said, putting the plate down and putting her hands on her hips.

FIFTEEN YEARS LATER ~Ari/Kendall~ Lightning bolts, thunderclaps, and colossal waves. Rain was pouring down relentlessly. I found myself trapped in a fierce storm, my body swaying back and forth with the relentless waves. I tried to scream, pleading for rescue, but instead, I ended up swallowing a lot of water. "Mamma..." I cried out, coughing and struggling to stay afloat.

THANK YOU SO MUCH GUYS!!! I APPRECIATE ALL THE SUPPORT AND LOVE SO FAR. I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS LAST CHAPTER! Chapter 173 - “After the Storm” SONG OF THE CHAPTER: The Call by Regina Spektor RHEA'S POV: ~~~ The world feels like it is breathing again. I can feel it in the wind, in the trembling earth beneath my boots, in the way the sky seems to lift its veil of sorrow. The storm is breaking, and the realm is beginning to heal.

I instantly pushed the couch and table against it, hoping it would hold for a while. After all that, I felt so utterly drained. Without trying to fight it, I slid down against the table in exhaustion. Although I was extremely tired, memories from the past kept flashing through my mind. The news had been warning for a while now that these few days would see a hurricane. Just a few days ago, I found out I was pregnant with a home test. I hadn't even set aside the time to celebrate before the extreme weather arrived. I had stocked up on essentials from the supermarket. Yet, they were ultimately taken away for someone else.

I secured the deal with my own work. I walked the streets today on my own terms. The wind whips harder now, rain beginning to patter lightly against the balcony floor, but I stay a moment longer, letting the storm’s approach mirror the turmoil inside me. Whatever comes next…the final meetings, the flight home, facing the mess…..i will face it as the woman who is learning to stand tall, even when the world tries to knock her down. The first heavy drops of rain start to fall, cool against my skin, as I finally turn back toward the warmth of my room. The storm is coming, but so am I….stronger, piece by piece.