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Leo said and walked away from him. “You will find me right here, I have seen a lot of people like you coming back here for my help, I will see you around buddy and if you want to escape from this forever torture, I suggest that you find something meaningful, like find some sleep and maybe you will figure a way out.” He said and Leo shrugged as he walked away from him. He walked through the desert but the more he walked, the more he got lost and eventually, he gave up. “What I’m I supposed to do now? I don’t even know where this place is, where the fuck is this place anyway?” He asked himself and then decided to sit down and then he felt so sleepy.

“Doing what Leo?” “looking at my father smugly like that,” he whispered fiercely. “Like she thinks she won.” I knew Leo was right. She thought she had. She dramatically flung herself into Justin’s arms, sobbing pitifully. “I thought… I thought I will never find my mate in this life,” she cried, her voice shaking with perfectly measured despair. “But the Goddess… the Goddess hasn’t abandoned me after all.”

Before he finally graces me with the gift of his grey orbs. What?! What did he just say to me? I must not have heard him well “What the hell Leo” I say immediately disgusted by him, anger rising in my chest. ‘Are you calling me a slut?” I say my heartbreaking as I stand up glaring at the madman on the opposite side of me. Tears welling up in my eyes causing my vision to get blurry. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come off as rude.” I sighs relaxing into his chair.

Unable to move. Unable to speak. "I thought being close to you would be enough." Leo smiled sadly. "I thought that if I stayed by your side, if I got to see you smile, if I got to hear you call me Stormy... then maybe that would be enough." His shoulders trembled. "But it isn't." The confession ripped from his chest. "It hurts." Theo felt something inside him crack. "Because every day I fall harder for you." Leo's tears flowed freely now. "And every day I remind myself that you'll never be mine."

“To the one man who knows what it is to be wronged. To the one man strong enough to take back what was stolen. Together, we can burn Ether Pack to ash.” Leo chuckled. Low, deliberate. He stepped closer, his breath hot against my ear when he whispered, “and what makes you think I’ll trust you? You have got the stench of desperation on you, Damon. Desperation makes men liars and you still smell like the Ether.” I didn’t flinch. Instead, I leaned closer, my lips barely moving. “Because desperation also makes men dangerous. And you need dangerous men if you’re going to win.” For a long moment, he said nothing. His eyes flicked over my face, searching for cracks. I gave him none. At last, he smil

My voice barely above a whisper “What did I ever do to deserve all this, Leon” There was no answer. Just silence.

unexpectedly he spoke aloud with his eyes pointed towards me while I was still bewildered and was pondering if he is connoting me. Why so desperate? I thought bewildered. His speech caught me stunned and sitting over there I was pondering over his way of putting up things. From his stern and expressionless face it seems as if he did'nt minded all whatever he has spoken a while back. "Ummmh" I struggled to speak while he stood over there and gawked at me with eagle like eyes. With stern face, and a trace of zero emotions he kept staring at me that too with a sense of emergency. As if he is in a deadly rush for this answer.

No rope to climb, no hope to bind, the wrecked souls within my heart. My breathing went shallow and I wanted to collapse on the ground, even before I could turn around. I don’t want to see this dreadful sight.

As he saw her wipe her eyes, Alex asked, "What are you trying to do, Luna? Do you want to hide your tears from me?" Luna smiled, "Hide my tears? What are you talking about, Alex?" Alex held her face as his thumb went to the lower line of her eyes. He wiped the remnant of her tears left and said, "I don't want to see these tears, Luna. I don't know why, but seeing you this way makes me very uncomfortable. I have assured you, and I'm assuring you again, that whoever has made you cry will only live a miserable life. It is my promise to you, Luna, and whether you believe it or not, I will carry it out."

I feel desperate not to live with Selena by my side. The last time that a sign of despair hit me was after our first fight, followed by the accident and consequently the loss of her memory leaving me so helpless, vulnerable to a point of no return. Despair is a word that everyone often utters these days, but few can feel what it is. Despair is not a mere scare or the loss of a cellphone that was actually misplaced under your pillow. Despair is the consequence that precedes loneliness and what you are left behind with. In these cases that have already occurred, Selena and I fought, she lost control of the car and didn't remember me anymore, and consequently, she left me alone, and I was left