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exclaimed Jane, trying to free herself. I let her go immediately, stepping back. "And now, Jane? How do we go on from here?" I asked, angrily. "We don't," replied Jane, trying to show coldness. She tried to show coldness with her gaze, but her eyes were filled with tears. "Look, Daon has told me enough about you to know that you're the type who hooks up and doesn't get attached, the type who is with a different girl every day and then doesn't even remember their names. Isn't that right?" said Jane, with a cold voice.

She began to hum a song as she gently rocked little Timmy and Jane froze. It was Bobby McFerrin’s ‘Don’t Worry, Be Happy’ tune. The tune she heard the night her innocence was taken. It can’t be, Jane’s mind whispered as she stared at the old woman. Her hair had turned white, yes but had it been blonde once too? And her eyes. Her eyes were dulled by years of ageing but if one looked closely, there were still specks of blue in them. Jane shook her head. Surely this was all a coincidence? Yet Jane was suddenly very troubled.

"Listen, whatever you told everyone, please don't drag Tessa into it. She's already blaming herself, and she's fragile right now. She doesn't deserve to be humiliated over a misunderstanding." A misunderstanding. Something inside me went very still. "We're done, Elliot." "Nora." "I mean it. Don't call me again." I hung up before he could answer. Only after the call ended did my legs start to shake. I leaned against the wall, one hand pressed over my mouth, and cried so quietly my chest hurt from holding the sound in. A notification appeared while my vision was still blurred. An Instagram message request. Tessa Lane. I stared at the name until another message appeared below it.

I start to write, my hand moving quickly across the paper: "Dear Diary, Today is the day I decided to spend an entire day naked. I know it sounds crazy, but I just couldn't resist the urge. I'm going to do everything naked – watch TV, eat, clean the house, maybe even dance around a little. I'm not sure what possessed me to do this, but I'm excited to see where the day takes me. Wish me luck!"

Jane didn't even waste time thinking about it, she just turned on her heels and was ready to leave. I pushed Jamie, not caring that she fell and hit her head. I went after Jane who was leaving the house. I held her wrist, yanking her back and holding her shoulders tight, "Jane no." I shook my head fast, "you know I wouldn't." "That's the thing, I don't know, I don't know you that well Frank, fuck, why would I let this happen to me?" She looked away fron my eyes and my heart sunk when I saw that her eyes were filled with tears she was trying so hard to hold back.

"I should have stayed an American virgin." Slowly the feeling of tightness in Angel's chest had an effect on her eyes which heated up, causing liquid to start hitting her eyelids. He sobbed softly, his shoulders began to shake. Maybe she wasn't as scared as she was confused right now, but it was still torturous. "Mom, please help me...." Angel bent over, resting her face on her folded hands on the table. He burst into tears, with tears flowing freely. "I want to go home... I beg you..."

I stayed quiet. In the past, I would've automatically softened, played cute. But tonight, I didn't know what to say to him. Lewis got impatient. "Janice, did you lose your voice?" "I'm at the concert venue." He went silent—like he'd finally remembered he'd promised to come with me. I just never expected he'd bought the tickets… only to use them to take Anne. "Wait for me in the parking lot. I'll come get you." I didn't really believe him, but I didn't want to keep waiting for a cab either, because it started pouring. A full-on storm. The whole city lost power.

Also, the names of the characters are randomly selected and is entirely out of the blues. Welcome to Dynamic Diary of Tee. Enjoy the bumpy ride ahead!

My pillow was soaked with tears. 'How dare you humiliate me like this all this while, Bruce! Fine. I'll no longer show you mercy.' When I heard the two of them woke up, I got out of bed. By the door, I tripped against something. While I pretended not to know what it was, trying to bend to touch it, Bruce immediately got up from the couch and ran to my side. "Nancy, are you okay? Why didn't you call me?" Kerry said with a hint of jealousy, "She just tripped, it's not like she—"

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Dominic, going through paperwork beside the bed. We watched each other in silence. His face stayed blank. He picked up a bowl of soup and held it toward my mouth. "I don't want it!" I shoved upright and knocked the bowl out of his hand. It crashed on the floor. My throat was still raw. I couldn't stop shaking. Dominic's hand stayed frozen in mid-air. "Sorry..." The word came out before I could stop it. Old habit. He frowned but didn't get angry. "Anywhere else hurt?"