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Now that he had fallen, everyone who had suffered came forward with company secrets. I did not know who had filed the complaint, but I figured they must have had no other choice. After all, no one would risk their future like that without being pushed to the edge. Nonetheless, I was not surprised that people were eager to kick him while he was down. Then again, it no longer concerned me. I packed my bags, planning to travel with Mom's favorite necklace, and decided to visit our regular restaurant one last time. From a distance, I noticed a strange woman dragging herself along the sidewalk. She was not walking—more like she was crawling.

Brooklyn said, sitting at the table where her laptop and notebook sat. Kendall pulled out a chair and sat down. “What’s up?” Brooklyn asked, shutting her laptop. “I did a reading today,” Kendall said, taking out her notebook, “and it’s got me a little worried.” Frowning, Brooklyn said, “What did the cards say?” Opening her notebook, Kendall looked at her notes. “It’s saying something about heartbreak, danger, and loss,” she said. Shea paused in her chopping to say, “That doesn’t sound good.”

No one answered him. Wilson frowned. Only then did he realize that Ivory's bedroom seemed different from how it used to be. Many things were missing. For instance, the bunny soft toy that she usually kept on the bed—she had to hold it when she went to bed at night, but it was gone. The skincare and makeup on the vanity were also missing. Ivory was vain and had plenty of makeup, having had over 30 lipsticks. Yet now, the vanity was bare. Everything else in the room was the same, and the bed was still made. However, everything that Ivory liked was gone. It was almost as if she'd left behind all the things she didn't like and had disappeared.

The desk was spotless, and everything in its place. Years of marriage had clued me into Nom's routines. I went straight for the hidden keys tucked under the desk and with a familiar flick, I had them in hand. The lock clicked open, and an old, well-thumbed photo album was in my hands. The worn cover told tales of many nostalgic moments. I felt a painful squeeze in my chest at the thought. I pushed aside the hurt, flipping through the album with a sense of urgency, my movements almost violent. The first photo hit me like a punch.

If you don't obey, none of them survive. "Forget it. I'm done wasting my breath." Turning to Jayden, she snapped, "Stop arguing with her. Tina comes first." Then she grabbed my arm again. "Our people are going with you. You'll stay connected through satellite phones the entire time. "If you try anything, your friends die." She was desperate. The same kind of desperate I had been ten years ago. Back when I lost my daughter. Without a word, I reached into my pocket and pulled out a fruit knife.

He was more than angry. He entered. The cave was bright as Rit on New Year's Eve. Once, long ago, he went to Rit to buy supplies. The city was lit, every corner of the city was bright. He got lost; he wandered for hours, until he found the shop. The shop was bright as the town. The bear needed a few moments to adjust to the lights. “What do you want?” the shopkeeper said. “We have everything.” “Only the basics,” the bear said, “a few things.”

Tonya made a moan of disgust and walked towards the small kitchen to get her chores done for the brief moment Thaddeus was out of the house. Thaddeus slept round the clock. It was a dip of fresh air for Tonya, this was the only moment she got herself to read. She always imagined living in a fancy house with a massive archive of books in her library. If she had the power, her house would be just a huge library. She smiled at herself as the thought crossed her mind once again. It was always difficult, with everyone around, the constant greetings and chatting and so on, the noise from down the street, cars honking and the occasional noises of people fighting or shouting about one thing or the o

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I immediately went to my office and I was greeted by my employees. I thanked Celia and got to work. I was checking files all day long. Finally at night, I checked and signed a good amount of files. By the time I reached my apartment, it was 9 pm. I fell back on the bed and immediately called Chelsea. I told her each and every thing that had happened. I burst out in tears when I told her about the close proximity to Joana. Finally, after some time, I calmed down and fell asleep. The next day, while I was walking to work, I saw a big cardboard box which said, 'For free'. When I peaked inside the box, I squealed.

That fantasy died the second the door opened. *** The apartment looked nothing like before. The Persian rug I'd had someone bring back from overseas was gone. In its place—muted light gray. The famous paintings were gone too. Now some anime character I didn't even recognize hung on the wall. The pink plush bedding Selene used to love? Replaced by black-and-white checkers. Same layout as before I left. Everything else—unrecognizable. Familiar. But wrong. I stood there, awkward and silent. Selene noticed and gave a casual explanation. Almost kind.