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“What is true?” “They are married. eight years ago I saw wedding photos of them online but I didn’t believe it, I mean, if Michael is ever going to marry, it should be to a man right? But this right here, damn. Could it be we have been mistaken all these while, I mean, he never admitted the rumors.” “And he never denied them either.” “But look at them, it’s obvious that their relationship is more than showing up together in public places, this two have done everything.”

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I texted “Roman and Anna looked serious in their relationship.” After a minute, I got the reply. “Maybe. Leave about them. How's my lovely aunt?” “Everyone is fine... what do you think about love?” I finally texted. “Oh Stella! Love, relationships and commitments are waste of time. They tie our hands.” He sent the reply with laughing emoji.

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The park echoed with our laughter, a testament to the unbreakable bond we had formed. With each passing joke, I felt a sense of belonging, of being surrounded by a chosen family. We laughed, not just at the jokes, but at the absurdities of life, finding comfort in the shared understanding that we were not alone in our struggles and triumphs. It was in those moments of unbridled mirth that I knew these connections were precious and irreplaceable.

I change into my slippers before I could change my outfit to a comfortable homey one. After eating our light dinner. We headed to our beds. Patty sleep so fast that it took her just a minute to snore and sleep deeply. I pick up my phone on my bed side and open my f******k account. I scrolled down on some memes and dramatic post from the group I joined. But one post stop my finger to scroll up. " Smell so good? " Is this post pointing out to me? Zeke added my on f******k and I got so hysterical seeing him on my friendrm request. My finger is shaking that time when I'm tapping the confirm button.

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

There was a text message notification from Freddie, my friend and Special adviser. I glanced toward the opposite side of the table where he sat. He gestured at me to look at my phone. Making sure July’s attention was still on her unbearable presentation, I glanced down at my phone. Freddie sent me a meme that he’d cleverly created by swapping July's head with that of an evil looking Maleficent. I swallowed a snigger. Glancing at him, I shook my head and grinned. “Do you mind?” July's frigid tone broke me out of my thoughts.

One already annoys me and the other I want to have some sort of relationship with. They looked at each other and laughed at me. I'm screwed. Hi, please don't hesitate to leave your thoughts and opinions. Thank you for reading!

“**Is it just me, or does anyone else think Ray and Liliana planned this whole thing? Too convenient. #PowerCoupleGoals**” But it wasn’t just the serious discussions that dominated the conversation. Memes began circulating within minutes—snapshots of the kiss with exaggerated captions like “**When you know you just won at life**” and gifs of Lilly walking confidently out of the boardroom with captions like “**Me leaving a toxic group chat**.” The internet was having a field day, and Lilly’s bold move only fueled the frenzy.