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I can’t give up! “No! No! Please, Lane!” I begged. I gave him my last breath, and I’m starting to doze off. I can’t feel my body anymore, and I have failed. I slowly dropped on the ground, my eyelids getting heavy by every second. And before my body gave up, I heard a cough, a gasp for air, and I felt him finally move.

This time, I would be happier. A week later, I walked into the event hall with Anthony. The moment I stepped inside, however, I saw Cyrus. My feet were instantly frozen to the ground, unable to move. Anthony held my arm and pulled me forward, whispering into my ear, “If you don’t cast away the shadows of your past completely, they’ll just come back to haunt you later.” I turned and met his gaze. His eyes were firm and warm, giving me strength. I took a deep breath and squeezed his arm with a smile. “Do I look good like this? Can you tell I’ve started over with a fresh slate?”

Perhaps, because I had finally let go, my spirit began to fade. In the end, under the sunlight, I dissolved into countless shimmering fragments. If there was a next life, I wanted to be like a sunflower, radiant and free from worries.

I paused for a brief moment before replying in a calm and peaceful manner, "Yeah, I won't be returning to the country. Please stop calling me, Zeke." I hung up the phone. I had basically severed all ties with him. I stared at the skyscrapers outside. From this point onward, Zeke Jones and I had nothing to do with each other. We would never cross paths ever again.

He simply smiled with a look of relief. The apple rolled to the ground, picking up dirt. From the start, Zach had been provoking Jessica on purpose. I looked at the blood spreading on the ground and at Zach's collapsed body, then at the frail and blind Jessica. I understood it all. This was Zach seeking redemption using Jessica. At the very end, Zach seemed to see me. His eyes were pleading. "Annie, now that I did this, will this make you feel any better?" As my own body faded, I realized this might be the last thing I would ever say. I looked right at him and gave a cold, cruel smile.

Wentworth. As we sat at the dining table, Mr. Wentworth informed me that he had already submitted his resignation letter. "With a guy like Dominic in charge, sooner or later, the company's going to end up in shambles. I might as well go for early retirement and enjoy the life of a retiree. After all, I still have Nat, so I don't have to worry about the family's finances after retirement." Mrs. Wentworth poked him in the forehead with an exasperated expression, seemingly used to Mr. Wentworth's devil-may-care attitude.

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc

“Even if I turned a blind eye to your tryst with Bailey, it’s over between us. Jeremy, I’ve waited long enough. “I’m done with you still playing the field. “I’m done with you coming home, smelling of different perfumes every day. “I’m also done with your hot and cold approach.” Jeremy could not take it as he collapsed into the chair. “What happened between us has nothing to do with Bailey or Xander. “Do you understand now? Please stop harassing me anymore.” Jeremy left in a daze. He left me a ring. It was the same design as the ring Jeremy had given to Bailey on her birthday.

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