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CHARLENE'S POV Xavier looked up, showing his eyes filled with sorrow. "The only memory that he has is..." My mouth formed into a line. My heart clenched upon hearing these words. It couldn’t be… "What are you saying, Xavier? Is the Alpha trying to trick me?" I shouted, clenching my fists. "No, I am talking the truth, Charlene. I can't lie," Xavier replied, taking a step forward towards me. His gaze locked into mine with a sincere and determined look.

"Drop me off here! I'll take a taxi home!" "You said whatever, so I'm taking you to a place where we can have fun," Albert replied with a mischievous grin. "Albert, stop, I said!" forced Sharlynn, who the man ignored. At first glance, there was a car behind the one Albert was driving, staring suspiciously. Its direction of travel was zigzagging. The vehicle continued to follow Albert's car until it reached the end of Checkpoint Charlie. The adrenaline in Sharlynn's body began to race. The girl stiffened and began to sweat. Albert's wild stare disgusted her.

Kiel asked, not looking at Charlene. “Why should I help you?” Charlene asked back. Kiel half-opened his eyes, “Because that kind soul said that you are a good person. And I can see that too… I will return the favor when the time comes,” Kiel said and disappeared like a bubble. Charlene was about to tell him otherwise but he was gone and then a large thud came from the entrance! “Charlene!” “Elliot—” “No. No. NO! Father! She’s here! Father!” Charlene could not hear him clearly. Her consciousness is slowly drifting away again.

Giving me a gift implies only thing that I'm in his mind just as he was in mine. I wanted to thank him. But I don't know how? I quickly call Charlie. She thankfully answers me. Sometimes she had this nasty habit of digital detox and she stops touching the phone all of a sudden. "Hi girl", she chirped from the other end. "Hey Charlie. Are you busy? I need a quick advice", I said to her. "Why? What happened? You never needed my advice before. Have you killed Dane? Do you need help to hide his body?", joked Charlie.

I think I can guess that, but I want to hear the answer right away. Alex seemed to hesitate before answering me. He stared at me intently as if trying to read my feelings from my face. "His name is Charlie but I don't know his last name. Do you know him too?" I closed my eyes for a few moments to control myself. I can't throw up here in front of everyone. Charlie ... is dead, and Zaya is in a coma right now

I quickly leave to finish the plans I had scheduled for tonight. Within a few minutes, I arrive at an apartment complex. A gentle knock is all it takes for the sound of footsteps to rush across the floor to the door. I took watching Charlie’s life very seriously and with that dedication to find out as much about her as possible, I learned important factual information about those that surround her. Such as where Morgan lives. I get the sensation of the young assistant looking through the peephole in the door in front of me as Charlie did the night I told her about vampires. Morgan, unlike Charlie, opens the door to greet me kindly. “You’re friends with Charlie, right?” she asks.

asked the warrioress. Charlotte looked at the warrioress. "I'm sorry, I don't have coins with me to buy your fruit. If you want, I would like to work for you!" "I'm sorry, I can handle the shop by myself! Just look for a job with someone else!" Charlotte's stomach growled, and she continued on her journey. She went out after exploring the entire Alabama market. There was an old warrior running and tapped her from behind. He spoke to her even though he was still panting. "Good day to you, I'm Felipe. I didn't mean to overhear your conversation with my fellow seller. I'm also doing a lot so I didn't call you right away. I heard that you are in need of a job, right?"

He barked out a belly laugh, which caused me to try and hide my own snicker, “Lady, I’ve seen some freaky shit happen at this job, but this might take the cake.” “I suppose we got a bit carried away,” I said. “My Love, she can be quite…” I inhaled deeply, trying to find the right words to describe Charlie. Taking in her heady scent, there was only one word I could use, “…insatiable.” “To be honest, sir...I don’t care if your women is dying and the only thing that can save her is regular injections of your gold-plated dick,” He turned around, heading for the door as he gestured for us to follow, “You can’t come past the ropes, capisce?”

"What is it? Mario came crawling on his ass begging for forgiveness? 'cos if he did I'll go ov-" "No. No. Not that. Look, I'll call you later and explain, okay?" "Why you tryna cut me off? Is— Oh... OH! You have some D over, don't ya!" Dee's high-pitched voice causes Charlie to blush madly. It's the voice, not the words! "Goodbye Dee, I'm about to eat breakfast," she rolls her eyes before cutting off the call. After breakfast, Charlie hears rapt knocks on her door. "Hello, good afternoon. Thanks for coming by." Charlie greets once she opens the door.

He is still a part of them. Charles is the miniature version of Pearce but he is more like me. He loves reading books and he inherited his smartness from me. Charlie is also the miniature version of me but she had her father's attitude. She's friendly and talented and she can easily capture your heart. That is why everyone loves her. Despite their differences, they go along very well and they always watch each other's backs. The only similar thing they had was they both love chocolates