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Jonathan's sentimental promises had come too late, and I no longer needed them. He tried to grab my hand but ended up grabbing thin air instead. "Please, Tess, give me another chance." The company's car slowly rolled to a stop before me. I brushed past Jonathan and headed into the car. The moment the door closed behind me, I heard his anguished sob cut through the crisp, autumn air. But I didn't so much as give him a backward glance. … A week later, I came across a video online. I clicked on it to find that it was footage of Jonathan and Charlotte.

"Honestly speaking? I knew Austin was going to threaten Ms. Fodder earlier, but it kind of excited me for a bit. The way he wrapped his hands around her neck… "Does anyone get me? Damn, I wish he'd kissed her, too!" "Excuse me, but what the hell are you trying to say? Did you just expose yourself?" For the rest of the night, Austin wouldn't listen to my reassurances that I wouldn't leave him anymore and kept hugging me tightly in his arms without ever wanting to let me go. He then began telling me everything that had happened over the past five years to try to distract me.

With the help of the lightning flashes, I hit record, zoomed in, and captured the license plate. On the screen, I saw the man toss Dorothy into the back like a piece of luggage. My heart jerked violently, pain stabbing with every beat. Then, I shifted the camera and caught another scene. Chester's assistant stood by the van, handing the leader a thick envelope. The moment the recording ended, it felt like my insides were burning. "Hang in there, Dottie… Mommy will save you. Just wait a few more hours, okay?" I watched the van disappear into the rain. I didn't chase it and throw my life away. I knew, for a fact, that I needed power—someone who could crush Chester and make that van stop.

If you haven't because you received too many congratulatory messages for your engagement yesterday, I don't mind repeating it in person. Liam suddenly held his breath on the other end, but I continued regardless, "We've broken up. Well? Is it clear enough for you now? Do you understand?" Before he could reply, I hung up and blocked the unknown number. Liam had ruined my good mood early in the day. How annoying.

CRYSTAL The pains are still pretty intense but they are still 4 minutes apart. I don't want to go to the hospital until they are 3 minutes apart like the doctor said. It's 7:30 a.m. and I've been up since 4:45 a.m. I'm starting to get sleepy but I've been trying to stay awake with Brooks. "Hey beautiful, why don't you try to get a nap? I can see your eyes are getting heavy."

Hastily, I scanned my music app for the lyrics of this new song. The second song, titled "Does anyone know?" was a heartrending narrative of longing and loss. It spun a tale of her yearning for her departed love, a women that made her life devoid of joy since her disappearance. The lyrics expressed a deep sense of loneliness and loss, echoing questions about her whereabouts and state after her departure. The song was a desperate plea for comfort, for any information that could ease the pain of separation. Through her performance, she channeled the song's profound sense of longing and heartbreak, her voice carrying the weight of each word and its deeply impactful meaning.

In it I wrote: “I just wanted you to know, that baby, you're the best... “ Becca.“ I tore off the piece of paper and put it between the necklace and the bed mattress. My chest tightened. That was the excerpt from my favorite Lana del Rey song, Summertime Sadness. Amazing how that song said exactly what was happening at that moment. I went down the stairs holding my travel bag and a smaller bag with the strap over my shoulder. Fred was sitting on the couch, looking down, holding a glass of whiskey in his hands, if I'm not mistaken. I swallowed it dry.

If she lifted her hand, it would happen. Instead, she placed her palm lightly against his chest — not pushing, not pulling — simply grounding. “Slow,” she whispered. His hand covered hers, holding it there. “Slow,” he agreed. No impatience. No frustration. Just shared awareness. And in that restrained moment, the connection felt stronger than if they had rushed it. As he walked away, engine humming softly as he pulled into the night, Mia stood still for a long breath. The chemistry was undeniable. The flirtation real.

"You might as well die. Then that kid won't have to keep doing shady jobs for a half-dead old woman like you. "Once you're gone, he won't have any attachments left. Then I can control him and make him deal with Stella for me." Doris's hand froze in midair. Her eyes bulged. A rattling sound came from her throat, then her arm fell limply to her side. Summer watched her die, standing there coldly for a full minute before she quietly left and closed the door behind her. The flashback ended there. I stood frozen in place, trembling uncontrollably.

" The assistant's lips moved. I heard nothing. Suspicious, I floated closer, and once again my vision went black. So infuriating! I flailed in anger. But when I opened my eyes again, I was back beside Dad!