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I sighed thinking about the coming day which is nine days from now. ....................................................

Now she said it like he didn't give her that adorable frown, asking if she was going. "Did you hear me?" Daniel's voice brought her back to reality, with a flinch, she looked over at him. "What?" She asked clueless, "I said would you guys want to hang out at my house Friday night." He was now speaking to the three of them, midterms were next week Wednesday, so Friday didn't seem like a bad time. Besides, her mom wanted her to go out more often after...Juliet.

She couldn't wait to see how tomorrow and the rest of the days turned out. *****************************************

Miles supplied. I sighed. “It better be a positive update,” “I hope so. Tomorrow is the 50th day.” Miles said. “We don’t have time.” The 50th day? I didn’t even realize. I stopped checking the calendar because it made me panic as hell. Halfway toward the deadline and still, we remain trapped.

“That day will never come.” “Okay, stop. Why are there harsh words between a father and a son?” Mrs. Winters said with a smile. “Since all the children are here, let’s discuss the date for the engagement. I just checked on the Internet, and there are three auspicious days this year. They are the sixth of next month, the fifteenth of the month after next month, and the eighteenth after that.” Harold smiled cheekily. “I think the sixth of next month is pretty good!”

well ,we were homeless and little unkempt at times but those who did were because they felt bad for us and genuinely wanted to help. "Did you guys hear that Princess Catherine's fiance is coming back from States? I heard that the royal family is hosting a welcome party for him at the palace tomorrow"I heard one of the girls who were passing by say to the other two girls she was walking with The three of them looked so nice in sets of leggings and sports bras. Their beautiful hairs fixed up in ponytails and the other one had on a visor cap on her head.

It has to be another day. Maybe tomorrow or maybe never.

"What's it look like? I'm on a date." Franco turned to Mack. "Mack, we're closing early. Please gather your friends and leave." Mack blinked, stunned. "I'm with Frostmoon Pack! My date's the Beta's daughter! You're seriously not scared of blowback?" "Frostmoon or not," Franco said, firm, "Neutral Zone law applies to EVERYONE." I watched Franco's voice drop and Mack's ego implode. Frostmoon wasn't some backwoods pack—down South, they carried weight.

"Rosalia, I was wrong… Please come back." Just then, a wave carried a drifting bottle onto the beach. Inside was a yellowed piece of paper containing my neat handwriting. "Jared, by the time you read this, I will be gone for good. Not just gone, but never existed at all. The system gave me seven days. I could have fixed everything, but what you did was enough to make me give up. Farewell. I hope you and Melody find happiness."