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At my wedding rehearsal, the officiant asked for the third time for us to exchange rings. My best friend, Stacy Campbell, stood beside me as the maid of honor, looking impish. "The treasure hunt game's started. Guess where the ring's hidden?" My fiance, Jeremy Dean, let out a helpless laugh and started guessing hiding spots. I was the only one staring at the empty box, sweat breaking out across my forehead. It was starting again. This so-called treasure hunt game. When we were kids, Stacy hid my scarf in the boiler room while Jeremy kept watch for her. I searched for four hours and finally dug the scorched corner of it out of a pile of ash. Right before the SATs, my admission ticket go

I tried to divert my attention away not until I searched for Ajax's name the second time which saved me for being a sad human this night. My mind was just settled at what I've seen. The moment I typed the word Ajax, g****e already suggested me his name which I just clicked nonchalantly. Ajax's name was popular in g****e, he was on the most recent searches and God knows how much courage I took before I did it. Currently, the internet made me witness his achievements again. I've seen this back then and I'm seeing this again. Even some hot photos of Ajax were in the photos. Sometimes the company pictures he often took were also there.

Linda smirked "who told you that I am interested in your money?" "Then what do you want from him? Delete the video!" Eli ordered. "What if I say I won't?" Linda asked. "You know what? We should just get out of here, how are we even sure that the video does exist?" Oliver said putting on his sun shades while standing on his feet. Eli stood up aswell. Linda out forward her phone playing the video. Oliver gasped snatching the phone from her, he quickly went to her gallery and deleted the video.

It was Xavier. "Zelda, I just came out of the simulator training three hours ago. I just found out about the trending search and asked my assistant to contact them to take it down. Is it okay with you?" "It's okay," I replied, smiling despite myself. " You don't have to consider me when it comes to hot searches. It doesn't matter if you take it down or not." After all, removing the trending search cost money, and I didn’t want him to go into any extra trouble just because of me.

Instead, I trudge through the saved passwords in my browser settings and memorise the ones that look particularly important: email, both accounts; two social media platforms and a message program; a video-sharing platform; two almost-defunct forums that feature prominently in my recent browsing history. The first email account is an academic one, and its inbox is filled with unread messages, the most recent of which date to six days ago. The second email account seems to be a personal one that uses an absolutely ancient domain, and it, too, is filled with unread messages. Strangely enough, the outbox has some recent activity, but the corresponding inbound messages seem to have all been trash

She continues, “You’ll have enough time in between to get your hair redone, nails, and anything else. Just book the services at the spa Mate Match uses and swipe the company card.” “Yes, ma’am. How far is it this time?” I sigh, realizing my time with Alpha Colton is dwindling and I hate the feelings I’m feeling. “This one is local as well, White Crescent Pack.” Hearing that name brings up a familiar, almost deja-vu kind of feeling, yet I swear I’ve never heard it or been there before. Hmm, weird, I could even feel my wolf surge forward. Oh well, I’ll see what that means when I get there.

Cedric turned to us and matched Axel's grin. "Jasmine and Lilly. How lovely to see you again. We missed you yesterday." Cedric said, not taking his eyes off Jasmine. "Yeah. We had some personal matters to attend to." I began but Ember walked up and cut me off. "Wow. There must be a rash of that going around. Griffin, Nik, Dolph and Theo all missed yesterday for the same reason" she smirked. I exchanged a glance at Jasmine and shrugged. "That's strange." I offered and Ember chuckled.

A receptionist at the far corner of the room. "How can I help- oh, oh, Alpha Kalina!" Her face with utter shock she bows her head as if I was royalty. She knew my full name as well. What the hell did mom keep from me. My eyes were burning no doubt my contacts needed changing. Mom got these special contacts that formed to my eyes and melted away after a month. No one at school could ever find them. Mom just had a good doctor I assumed. Now I'm not so sure. Getting a glimpse of my reflection in the glass, I looked rough as hell, blood still caked to my face and hair matted up, but my eyes. They were turning a deep purple. What In the world. I'd never seen anything like it. I brushed it off as

When it loads, it’s to show an empty page. Blood pumps faster to my heart, my ears ring. I click the refresh button and it’s the same thing. Two fingers automatically press to my temple as a pounding begins there. I scroll through the page, then search for the title of his post. It returns with some results from [deleted account], and my heart stops. I search for another one of Mr Dissick’s posts. It comes up with the same result. He deleted his account. Why? My teeth sink into my lip till it draws blood. I close the browser and open my G***l. The draft sits where I left it. It’s now or never. I can do this. I click on the email and hit send.