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Melina is hoping they are also keeping Franky down here. With no luck finding her down here, Melina walks toward the stairs that lead to the main house. She finds the place in a mess. She’s not surprised because she heard a lot of commotion downstairs. Melina does her best not to be seen and carefully walks toward the staircase that leads to where she’s hoping the bedrooms are. She’s about to place her foot on the first step when she notices two people rolling down the stairs. She quickly moves to the side and out of the way. Melina’s heart sinks as she recognizes them from their tattoos.

- No this can not happen, I had a mate already, you can not be my mate. - I know baby, John told me everything, he rejected you, but I am your second chance mate and I want you to be happy. I feel blessed to have you as my mate baby, I want to give you everything that he did not give you, please give me a chance, I will do anything. Please, baby. He begged me, and I was finally having a chance to be happy with my mate, I want to be happy, and I want to give him a chance, but I did not trust him completely.

The forest becomes our accomplice, revealing glimpses of its enchanting beauty—a babbling brook cascading over moss-covered stones, a canopy of trees that seem to whisper ancient tales. As we venture deeper into the woods, a sense of anticipation lingers in the air. It’s as if the very fabric of nature acknowledges our presence, knowing that we are bound for greatness. The rustling leaves seem to cheer us on, their soft applause a testament to our shared journey. In the midst of our exploration, we stumble upon a hidden waterfall. Its waters cascade down moss-covered rocks, creating a symphony of sound that reverberates through the tranquil night. Princess Golder’s eyes light up with delight

“But remember, Lady Elowen. Second wives don’t get to rewrite the story. They only get to accept the ending.” Elowen held that gaze for one long moment, then turned slightly - just enough to show she was aware of the dais and the court beyond it. The banners fluttered faintly with the movement of air through high doors. The sound of distant bells - announcement bells, ceremonial bells - threaded through the hall, low and inevitable.

He appeared to all look out of place before he greeted us and went to peck the wife which I found surprising since Mom was there too with the same face. “Baby, meet my twin sister. The one I told you went missing a long time ago” Lauren said touching my Mom's arm. His eye lit up and he came to pat Mom's sounder in familiarity. “It's nice to have you here. I have prayed for this day to come and now it's here. Praise be to the goddess” he sang. “It is nice to meet you too ___” Mom paused as if thinking his name. “Thomas. Thomas Kent” he provided. Mom nodded as he said the name.

"Sorry I didn’t recognize you, sir. You’re free to go up." "Thank you," Caesar said with a smile, before heading toward the stairwell. Luckily, Sheila’s apartment was on the third floor. Though he could have easily climbed to the tenth floor, the building's top level, he was grateful for the shorter hike. Her apartment was second to last down the hallway, and he headed over, already hearing music spilling from inside. He pressed the doorbell, and within moments, Sheila herself answered, holding a red plastic cup and waving him in.

I slowly walked into the kitchen, Bella following closely behind, knowing she needn't explain anything. I spotted the tap that gave different sizes and forces. There was a mini shower beside it. That I held and sprayed. All the walls in the house so far were high. Very high. I pulled out different sizes of drawers with red designs and observed the switches. Red napkins lay around. In perfect arrangements. I sighed in contentment. Bella and I rounded the corner of the kitchen of the hall. that, she explained, was the shortcut if you ever want to take a quick nap whilst cooking.

My acquaintance asked whether I wished to attend the funeral, and I thought for a moment before I sent a modest sum for the funeral expenses. The past drifted away like smoke; I did not look back, nor did I wish to linger on it. Kenneth cooed and pointed at the windowsill, where a golden shaft of sunlight poured in, brilliant and infinite.

I said curiously. "Well, I don’t know but I am pretty sure that those two devils are up to no good". Liam replied. "So, what’s the second step, since our first one was a quick success, I suppose that we are going to proceed towards our second step". I asked. "Yes, we are going to. Listen closely, if we make a mistake on this step, trust me our plan will be a failure." I nodded and listened closely. "So, the second step is…."