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“Come on, Kourt.” She alternates her gaze between me and Ace again. “After my death, you two can bond over how your mothers both died of breast cancer, and the enemy of your love died of the same thing years later. Perfect. Just perfect!” Ace’s mother died of breast cancer too? I didn't know that! Or is it part of the things I do not remember? “I only ask for one final thing…” Everyone goes silent. Come on guys! Why are we listening to her when we should be thinking of catching her!

“Ace ….” “Sleep. Don’t talk. I’m trying to focus here,” I said, hoping she’d stop fidgeting against my tight. Sera opened her eyes, looking up at me—tired, but still full of sarcasm. “Where’s that sweet version of Ace I met a few days ago?” I raised an eyebrow. “He died when he saw you at the pavilion this afternoon.” She glared for a second, then chuckled—soft, low. The kind of laugh that, for some damn reason I couldn’t explain, hit something in my chest.

I don’t know when my heart stopped. Elisa’s proud declaration was like a stab to my already dead heart. My knee buckled and went down. I had no energy to cry as I placed one of my hands on the floor. I fisted my chest as I felt sick and threw up on the floor. There was no way out. The one hope I was holding on to save us was gone. Ace had was gone. He died trying to save Theo. There was no end to this pain. It hurts so much.

Their happy world broke down again when the doctor said Ace went in comma. End Flashback "Sis, is sorry Ace. She couldn't able to save you from the accident. But don't worry I will save this time. I will not fail this time. You have to live. I will arrange this money even I have to sacrifice my life" Elena kissed his for last time and left the room.

Even if most will say it’s just puppy love but it felt more real than any love could offer. "That's the true you Ace. I hope one day you could see me again when you're finally free. I'm sleepy Ace...good night." By that he closed his eyes Ed came shortly after, they rushed him to the hospital but it was already too late. He lost too much blood and his wounds were fatal that he died. That’s when Ace vowed to kill Raymund with her own hands the next time their paths cross. Thinking that it would bring her retribution but instead it just dragged her deeper to the blood thirsty river of her sins. Consumed by her own sense of twisted justice and irrevocable rage.

Settling on the couch in front of the screen, I opened my soda and waited while Mason chose a game for us. ** I V Y I don't know for how many hours I've been lying down on my bed and staring at the ceiling. The only thing I could think of was the mafia. Ace was part of the Italian mafia. Did Mason know? Was he part of it too? I had so many questions yet answers to none. I couldn't just go and ask them, 'hey guys, are y'all part of the Italian mafia?' I was not dumb. They would ask me questions, like, how do I know of the tattoo? Where did I see it? And I wasn't ready to let anyone know that part of my life yet.

There are only ten minutes left in the college entrance exam when the back door of the classroom bursts open. My best friend, Isaac Powell, kicks it in. He grabs me by the back of my collar, drags me out of the hall, and shoves me into a black SUV idling at the curb. "Are you insane? That was the college entrance exam!" I yell. "Is an exam more important than your life? The students in that room… are probably all dead by now!" Before I can respond, my phone starts buzzing like crazy. Notifications flood the class group chat. "@Trevon, the proctor is looking for you." "@Trevon, did you forget about the party after the test?" "@Trevon, where the hell did you go?" My stomach drops as I

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

The reporter continued pressing, "As her spotter, you failed to notice the danger she was in in time. Regarding this, is there anything you'd like to say to the public?" I stared closely at Mom's expression. I had only seen that same furious look on her face once before this. It was on the night Mikael tried to assault me, and she slapped me hard without holding back. Now, she grabbed the reporter by the collar and demanded coldly, "Who did you say has died? Is Flora dead?" Everyone was too frightened to move. But I caught a faint hint of a tremor in her voice. It was as if she couldn't believe it.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Body Disposal 101. I’ve graduated from the class, Cuddy. With honors.” “I’m sorry,” Ace blurted out suddenly, surprising them both. “I didn’t – I didn’t plan this, King. It was Kirk or it was Warren, I swear to you. One of them was going to end up dead, and I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if it had been Warren. Shay, too, since Kirk had promised Crusher that he’d kill her. I’ve got enough sins to carry around, you know? Those two deaths – they just might have broken me, once and for all.” King paused, really hearing Ace’s distress for the first time. “I know, man. It’s OK. It’s all over, and if you say that it had to be done, I believe you.”