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Melody was never often able to gaze at the stars in tranquillity; being locked up in a windowless room prevented her from having the luxury. Melody hoped to look around tomorrow but had a hunch there wouldn't be much to see in this town—she prayed there was at least a library or bookstore. Slowly, she fell asleep listening to the rain beginning to fall down once again, light wind sounding strangely harmonic and the constant longing howls of the wolves in the far distance in the mountains.

Lavana didn't think anything of it and started dancing slowly to the music. 5 minutes later, Mel had still not come but she continued dancing. If he found her just standing there and doing nothing, she might get punished again. Though this time her movements were not as fast as before. She wanted to conserve some strength for the battle ahead. If she expended it all in doing this rubbish of a dance she was performing now before the battle even starts, she'd just collapse in exhaustion. A minute later, she heard a sound that differed from the beats of the music. Her movements did not become slower than it already was but now her ears were on alert. She no longer heard the unfamiliar sound but

The maid replied nervously. “Tsk, peskey creature” Melody said in irritation before walking away. Melody walked quickly through the mansion halls, her mind racing with thoughts of her plan unfolding perfectly. She had managed to convince Dean that she was on his side, meanwhile , she was secretly plotting against him. She couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and power as she made her way to her chambers. Arriving there, she wore a gown and made herself up with the assistance of her maid before walking out of it with the escort of cars waiting for her outside.

I didn't want to force my way in and bruise her mind. “Hey friend, I know you're in there. You mean so much to me that I can't fathom. Please don't lose yourself to this, I still need you. We need you.” She gave me a long look and remained silent but I noticed that her posture seemed much more relaxed. “I want to try something, Mellisa.” My wolf l, Selena whispered. “What's that?” “Just wait and see.” She took over and slowly started humming a tune. It started a bit slow but soon became a beautiful tune that seemed so unnatural.

"Whew, finally done. Now I can actually scroll through my phone in peace!" Melanie's lips curved into a small smile as she set aside the newspaper she'd been immersed in. She felt a bit more energized, so she planned to head upstairs and find a technical book to kill some time. Erasmus leaned in suddenly, looking mysterious and lowering his voice. "Luna Melanie, my girl did another underground race a while back, and she was absolutely badass. I've got the footage—want to watch it with me?" Melanie's movements faltered. The smile on her face dimmed as she said softly, "No thanks. I'm not really into racing."

A feeling of dread came over him when he remembered the last time he tried sneaking out. Was it worth it? To the best of his knowledge, Xander wouldn't bat an eyelash if he was caught. Dante held the file tightly and returned to the barn. Then he heard it. "No… no…no, please. This cannot be happening to me now…." He muttered, pleadingly, but the strange melody began to get louder. Dante didn't even realize when he dropped the file, all he wanted to do was shut the strange song out of his head.

The second it disappears into the shadows I feel my heart skip a beat, and an icy chill runs down my spine. I reach into the darkness to check that the dress still there, and at that moment I hear a familiar tune playing from somewhere in the room behind me. It’s Déjà Vu – my ringtone, and my first and favorite Fable song. The song that Mia and I were listening to on the bus, just moments before the accident. I can hear Felix’s voice drifting through the night as he sings out the lyrics as familiar as my own name: Just one second, A beautiful moment I’m falling fast, I can't forget

Sometimes, though, my thoughts would drift back to the past, to those unforgettable moments that had carved themselves into my heart. Whenever those emotions surfaced, Liam was quick to notice. He always found excuses to make me laugh, or he would drag me into trying something new and exciting. Gradually, I began to adapt. I stopped letting the past hold me down. One day, the woman I considered my second mother, Ms. Grey—the director of the orphanage—phoned me. Her voice was still as gentle as ever. “Tess, how have you been lately?” “I’m doing fine,” I answered quickly, my tone light.