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she got up gently from the bed and hurried inside the bathroom. Barbara finished with her business and stayed back in the restroom. She didn’t want to get intimate, so she peeped at Steve from the door hole. The young man soon fell asleep. “Oh, good” she came outside without making any sound and got back on the bed. Barbara Gillian read through the first one, “The illegitimate child” and the book was interesting and emotional as well. She smiled when she needed to and cried when she read something that was really sad, the book was filled with emotions. The Next Morning

, Emily chimed out abruptly, clearly uncomfortable with how they weren’t pointing at the major thing yet. “You told me how depressed you’ve been ever since the birth of the child. You talked of how desolate and lonely you’ve been after having the child and the traumatic events that arose after that. You confided in me with details of how the baby’s child is unable to be with you, and how the man whom you thought would fill that space left some days ago”, Barbara explained while Emily listened with rapt attention. Everything was beginning to look like a nightmare that was happening right beneath the light of the day. Emily wondered how possible it would be for her to open up to Barbara with s

"Good boy, let's have something good later!" Emily heard Barbara clearly as she stared at Freya in disbelief. ..... ..... ... Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book, Next update will come so soon.

Raven asked, his voice low but filled with wonder and bewilderment. “You’re not imagining it,” Emerson replied. His eyes were as well transfixed on the scene. Raven reached out tentatively, trying to touch the barrier. His hand passed through the barrier effortlessly, but as he pulled back, the surface shimmered like molten glass. “It’s... not real. But it is. How is that possible?” Emerson didn’t answer. Him too didn't have an answer to that. Rather, he focused his attention on the tablet again. A notification flashed across the screen: Charging: 12%. Red bar.

"Avis, could you grab my body wash? It’s on my desk. I'm busy showering; I can't go over to get it." On the balcony, my roommate, Linda Lowe, was indulging in her cold shower, basking in the sunlight streaming through the windows. Our dorm wasn’t on a high floor, and anyone passing below could easily glance up to enjoy the view. But Linda didn’t care. Far from it—she seemed to revel in it, swaying her body with exaggerated movements as though she couldn’t wait to flaunt herself.

It was so deliberate and beautiful. I was beyond amazed. It all felt so surreal. I couldn’t help but think, this was what Emily ran away from, what I now have and where my reality was now fixed. And still, as I looked around, there was no sign of Adrian—the man I was supposed to be marrying. I walked quietly into the living area, my eyes wide as I took in every detail of the strangely contradictory house. “Mr. Maserati will be here soon,” Barrett informed me. Barrett has been an absolute gentleman. He looked older than I was. Handsome too, I had noticed earlier. He wasn’t the glaring type of handsome though, not the one that knocked your heart to a stop or swept you off your feet.

He knew well that Maynard wasn't satisfied, he left without uttering any word and that bothers him more. Barrett Adelaide, just who are you? It has been a few days ever since the escorting order from Maynard, it is true that it was uncomfortable for Barrett howeer, she got used to it. She hadn't seen the man for almost three days, it was favorable for her, but somehow there was something missing. She shook her head and left the weird thought, there’s a lot more things she has to think of. Scrolling her mobile phone, she saw an email notification, it was usually spam from her games or sometimes a promotion offer. Still she clicked on the mail icon, it was the only unread message on her inbox

Only feathers. Feathers, and more fucking feathers. I open the second one anyway. “Knox!” Nathaniel exclaims. “Knox, enough. Maybe you should—” And then I turn, and I see the books. The weird books are sitting on the edge of her desk. One of them fell when I flipped the wood, landing open on the floorboards with a broken spine. I drop down into the feathers and grab it. This is it. This is what Ember says she guards more than anything else. Adrenaline surges through my fingers. I don’t waste another second. I tear it open, rabid with the taste of hope.

To have a date at a book bar, there would be pretty much no communication except for reading, as it was such a quiet place. “Do you not want to?” Matthias peered apprehensively at her, hoping that she wouldn’t refuse. “It’s not that.” Slightly raising her eyebrows, she took one step closer to Matthias. “That’s a yes, then.” Matthias finally smiled. To put it simply, Heather was really hard to please, so it was unexpected that a book bar had caught her attention. “If they don’t have the type of books I read, I’ll leave immediately.” Heather didn’t forget to threaten him so as to give him a little pressure.

Barrett’s POV The phone call had gone better than expected. Emily had answered after three rings, her voice a delicate mix of confusion and caution, but the moment she realized it was me—Barrett Augustus—her tone shifted to something more respectful. I could hear the hesitation behind her words, the hesitation of a woman who had been burned too many times, who had learned the hard way that even well-dressed men with deep pockets carried knives behind their backs. But I was not calling to hurt her. No, I had far more interesting things in mind.