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Behind me, through the glass, I could hear the sound of everything falling apart. I turned my music up. Some gifts, you just have to return. THE END

Timothy Yeager is the sole successor of Caelumis, the most powerful force of Efral. He has billions of dollars in inheritance and countless subordinates! On this day, he returns to civilization with the marriage contracts his mentor has set for him so he can keep his promise and protect his fiancées. However, as soon as he gets home, most of his fiancées call off their engagements to him. "Do you think you're worthy of marrying someone from the Barton family when you're so useless?" "How can the daughter of the Lynde family marry a peasant like you? It's a humiliation to her!" "Today, we're gathered here to annul the marriage contracts with a loser like you!" "You're dreaming if you thi

Leonard followed closely behind me, refusing to let up. More and more people were gathering around, their curious stares making me furrow my brows. I was getting increasingly frustrated with Leonard's nagging. The indignation that I barely managed to suppress soon came bursting forth. "Leonard, are you quite done?" I yelled, frustrated. "What did you say when I cried desperately to you, begging you to trust me? We're family? Hah! Did you think of that when you hit me, insulted me, and even attacked Gillian? What's the point of bringing that up now? You're the one most deserving of retribution!"

"Well, you're not wrong. This isn't exactly a reputable establishment. Next time, I'll take you somewhere better. I'll make sure you're well taken care of." I smiled again, shaking my head. I was about to clarify that I wasn't interested in massages at all when someone cut in. "Sienna, what are you doing here?" Zachary stood a few feet away with his arm draped around a woman. She clung to him like a trophy, and her posture was screaming possession. I guessed her name was probably Tiffany. Lucky for me, I'd already bought my new phone. Which meant I had no problem pulling it out and snapping a picture.

Suddenly leaping up beside me, she let herself drop in my arms as if they were her ultimate home and forced out the next line with all the might she had. But I'm afraid * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Taking over from there, I shook my head firmly all along and sang out as we continued to dance away. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's too late to apologize It's too late I said it's too late to apologize It's too late * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I can hear Felix’s voice drifting through the night as he sings out the lyrics as familiar as my own name: Just one second, A beautiful moment I’m falling fast, I can't forget Over and over, your story's rewritten Unbreakable chain, my déjà vu. Love through the darkness Mirrors on mirrors I’ve been waiting all this time Fire becomes ashes A new star is born In this starlight Say you’ll be mine. The eerie, muted words are a whisper in the dark, barely discernable. Where is it coming from? It can’t be my ringtone. Surely not.

As she enjoyed the cocktail, she thought that this guy has to give in to her tonight. Roy couldn't exactly see through the girl's intention but he was himself not an easy prey to frame or bully. "This is good." The girl complimented Roy in a smooth voice while he shook his head and answered in a monotone voice. "It's my job." Of course the girl didn't like it. Why isn't this guy getting affected? Suddenly, with a clever look, she let the strap of her spaghetti dress fall off her shoulders—exposing her breasts to Roy's eyes. Her cleavage lay impressively on the counter attracting a few eyes from nearby.

My wobble knees were almost vibrating in the white sneakers, I had on. Other hand was just at the side of the flowery dress I had on. My eyes loitered to the crowd’s impatient faces, till I found Cole’s… He gave me a re-assuring look. “Well I think we…all know this piece by Whitney Houston,” I muttered before I started. “Clock strikes upon the hour And the sun begins to fade,” My voice was a husky mess. It looked like no one was even interested. “Still enough time to figure out How to chase my blues away,”

let me down slowly... This night is cold in the kingdom I can feel you fade away From the kitchen to the bathroom sink and Your steps keep me awake Don't cut me down, throw me out, leave me here to waste I once was a man with dignity and grace Now I'm slippin' through the cracks of your cold embrace So please, please Could you find a way to let me down slowly? A little sympathy, I hope you can show me If you wanna go then I'll be so lonely

"Jay, I'll take care of your grandmother. I'm sorry. If I could go back, I wouldn't believe Doug. Jay… I miss you." I watched her curled up on the floor…and felt nothing. I drifted above her, my presence thinning, fading piece by piece. If I got another chance at life, I would never want to meet her again.