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He kissed me back with the same specific care. The same presence. The same complete, unhurried, completely committed attention. When we finally broke apart he was very still. His forehead against mine. "Three hours," he said. "I know," I said. "It was a long three hours," he said. "I know," I said. "I'm not.." "Clingy," I said. "I was going to say.." "Entry fifty-six," Mila said. We both turned. She was at the end of the corridor. Notebook open.

Your choice has triggered this instance's one and only hidden ending—Divine Redemption. [Selfless love is the final key to purifying all resentment and despair. [You have found the true path to clearing this world.] I opened my eyes, stunned. The hospital' damp chill and decay were peeling away, vanishing at a visible speed. The walls renewed themselves, the windows shone bright and clear, and the sky outside shifted to a vivid, cloudless blue. The building transformed into what it was always meant to be: a warm, peaceful sanatorium filled with birdsong and sunlight.

“You want him dead, right? Poison him.” I touched the tiny cold bottle. It has been already three days since I woke up. And I haven’t got the chance to talk to Lane. My eyes watched the scene below me. I stood up from my seat when I saw Lane entered the main gates. I’m now here in their main base. Eventually, the evacuation was successful. I was sure of my decision. I was persistent of killing him! It should be easy but why am I feeling this way? I got up from bed and saw that lunch was already served.

Just one more day. Twenty-four more hours. Then Lucas Hart's world ends. And Elara is finally free.

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"Hey, Paul! I think I know what song I'll perform." "Really? What is it?" "The best song to perform in September." "Green day- Wake me up when September ends." "Oh? Really?" "Really!" "You know the melodic notes? I thought you always sing pop songs." The fragment of a happy September fills Paul's mind, repeatedly recalling all of the memories he had with her. Those memories, those experiences. It will never repeat again, the last days of September end with a bitter end. It was a tragedy that doomed me, an epilogue of the heart I will forever lock up.

Perfect. Finally. **THE END**

Hope that the next battle would be one of hearts, not blades. Hope that the world Ezren would grow in would know more love than loss. Epilogue of the Chapter: The moon hung high over the valley that night. In its silver light, the scars of war shimmered, but so did the promise of peace. Ophelia stood at the highest ridge, a beacon to her people. Her hair blew in the soft wind, embers drifting from her fingertips as she addressed the gathered packs below.

I loved Cassidy more than anything. Although she had been involved with countless men, and she had even cheated on me with Henry, the fake heir, I still couldn't bring myself to let her go. I worked out, took medication, and did everything I could because I wanted to have a child with her. When the doctor finally told me today that I met the required fertility criteria, I grabbed the test results and rushed straight to her office. "Cassidy, I–" My voice came to an abrupt halt. Cassidy was passionately kissing her new male secretary with her arms wrapped around him. She glanced at me impatiently. "Get out!" I suddenly came to my senses. I could accept having a wife like her, but coul