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They had turned their backs on me, with joined hands. My eyes fluttered open, I sat up quickly, and I saw a lady in a gold glistening gown, she had a tight smile on her face. She gestured to me to come close to her. She looked like she was in her late 30s, still very young with brown skin and jet black hair. Everywhere was cloudy as though we were in the sky, walking on clouds. I walked towards her, trying to see if I would fall. Oh… I forgot I’m already dead.

The child of the man who had abandoned me before the entire world. How could fate be so cruel? I slid to the bathroom floor, crying until my chest ached. I didn't know if I was grieving the future I'd lost... Or terrified of the one that had just begun. Then— Bang! Bang! Bang! Someone pounded on my apartment door. I froze. Another series of knocks shook the walls. "Ms. Evelyn Hart!" A man's voice echoed through the hallway. "We know you're inside!" Then another. "The media would like a statement regarding Adrian Thorn!"

Evelyn's morning was greeted with rain, it seemed like the rainy season had started. Luckily today is a Sunday so Evelyn is off work. She decided to shop monthly at the supermarket on the 1st floor of Malvin's apartment. Accompanied by Malvin, she went shopping for the next month. "What do you want to cook today?" asked Malvin. "What do you want?" "I want meat soup." "okay boss" Evelyn smiled as she raised her hand. Malvin stroked his hair anxiously.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, businesses, and incidents are either product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. WARNING: This contains violence, depression, suicide, and self harm. If ever you're reading this, take this as a sign to give yourself a chance to see the bright side of the world :) PROLOGUE "FLORENCEEEEE!" I stepped on the gas even harder hearing Eula's scream.

Evelyn was sitting in the reading room, surrounded by a bunch of people, a stark contrast to the rest of the reading room, which was empty. Evelyn blinked back her eyes, half-plopped down on the desk with a lost face, and said quietly, "I'm the only one in the entire pantheon, no, in the entire country, who hasn't passed the basic spell test by the time they reach adulthood, aren't I? ...... Ahh, I really hope Example Law revises the test. " Her eyes were half closed, her long, arched lashes casting a small, raven-feathered shadow beneath them, Evelyn hid the small half of her beautiful face under her crossed arms, her long, pale blonde hair cascading down her frail shoulders.

Judging from the way Evelyn is looking at him, she must like muscular men since she is a model herself. Evelyn also wanted to decline but Housekeeper Julie stop her by explaining how she is a woman and she looks so skinny and she has to eat little so as to become more in shape and beautiful, Evelyn nodded happily as she gulp down the mouthful of fried rice, she couldn't help but to pity herself, when has she eaten this kind of food, the last she remembers was when her father was still alive.

she peeked at her mum and left Clifford college Olivia was beside her locker when miller came to trickle her "stop that, can't you grow for once" " look who is talking" she rolled her eyeball " did u slept well," miller asks her " yeah, I bit I guess" "I have seen it in your eyes already, Mrs. book worm" Miller tease her "How was your summer holiday" she changed the topic "cool, I was able to do something I love doing the most".

Truly, I was sweating so bad and the air conditioner was on. I quickly wiped the sweat off my forehead but that wasn't helpful, not one bit. It all came back immediately. I was startled when I heard the bathroom door creak open slightly. I immediately turned to look at whoever it was and thankfully, it was just Belle. Please check out my new book on Goodnovel, my entry for the CEO and I contest, Matter of Wife and Death. to his personal elevator.

Author’s PoV Evelyn opened her eyes slowly, as the light streaming in from the window pierced through her eyes. She felt heavy inside her body, weighed down by fragments of memories she could never quite shake—Gloria’s voice whispering promises, raw power coursing through her veins, the devastation she had wreaked, Zone’s death. The amalgamation of it all was on track to crush her before she even sat up. “Evelyn,” said a soft voice beside her. She turned her head slowly, managing to clear her vision in time to see her mother, Serena, sitting nearby, her face a mix of concern and relief.

I got a headache an hour later still with so many questions racing through my head. Thinking of such things wasn't going to help and I sat up straight on my bed. I picked up my laptop and googled the company Miller Inc. I froze immediately when the company's building came into view. Along with the achievements about the company in just a year and a half. And, looking down, I saw his photo. My breath hitched and raced up. The C.E.O of Miller Inc. Jack Miller.