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At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

I feel heard. Marley understood without needing translation. They didn’t cling to each other. They chose each other. Every morning. Every shared grocery run. Every argument resolved at the kitchen table. Every quiet evening where nothing dramatic happened at all. Platonic soulmates didn’t look like fireworks. They looked like this. Steady presence, fierce loyalty, shared rent, shared secrets, shared survival. When Marley watched Raegan sprawled on the living room floor now, laughing, messy, alive.. she didn’t feel like a bystander to someone else’s life. She felt like a co-author. Raegan, glancing up and catching her eye from across the room, didn’t see a rescuer. She saw her person. Not ins

"I am genuinely fine." She looked at him the way she looked at things she was deciding whether to believe. Then something settled in her expression and she looked back at her phone. "The phrase someone I love is still the top trending phrase in six countries," Archer said from the window, not looking up from his screen. "The footage is number two in four of those. Which means the statement is still the primary story. The footage is additive." "It is additive," Roman agreed from his phone.

“Taylor could make me laugh all day, and Kenneth… well, Kenneth challenged me in ways that made me proud.” “Favorites aren’t about ranking. They’re about moments. Each of you gave me something only you could, and that made you my favorite in your own way,” he added. “So yes, I had favorites. And right now? My favorite is whichever one of you refills my glass first.” They all fell amused, while Taylor ran up to offer Adrian wine. He said, “Guess I’m the favorite now.” The rest of the reunion was a blast, the perfect way for everyone to reconnect, especially now that Freya and her siblings each had lives and families of their own.

"I do not know much about Luna queen. Should I know something like your birthday and favorite food and..." Gia smiled as the girl asked her. "Well, I... will be twenty three next month and my favorite food is dumplings or any spicy food. I do not have any siblings or parents." Aurora looked at her and bit her lip. "Do you want to be my little sister?" Gia asked her who quickly nodded and then chuckled. "The beta was right. You do have motherly affection." *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l *

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Dash: or you’d prefer to come by yourself Dash: Also what’s your favorite color Lenny replies but, makes sure to keep a straight face as she types so Lynn doesn’t read too much meaning into it. Lenny: My favorite color? Is your family gonna quiz us on how well we know each other? He replies instantly Dash: lol. you can never know. Everyone knows that favorite color is a topic that naturally comes up in conversation at dinner parties. She can’t help but chuckle at this and her eyes dart up to find that Lynn has been distracted by the shop assistant and now they’re talking about something about the dress. She looks back at her phone and replies.

Sharren pleaded with tears in her eyes. Sharren wanted to run to find the man who was already engaged to her. There was no way a good man like her fiancé would have the heart to leave her. Unlike her mother, who was so willing to leave a little girl alone in the middle of the garden in the pouring rain. The incident still lingers in Sharren's memory. Until it made Sharren hate her mother so much, her mind kept blaming her mother again and again.

"Oh, you read me like an open book; as expected of my future brother-in-law!" A wave of relief washed over me. It seemed like I was getting through to him. Yet, a split second later, Faris' expression shifted drastically. "Why does she only have eyes for you? Before you came back, Elle put me above everything else! If I so much as sneezed, she'd worry herself sick. But ever since you returned, she's been revolving around you! Even after your face is ruined, she still cares about you so much. Why?" My heart sank. Faris' feelings for Noelle had actually reached such a pathological state that he couldn't even tolerate me, her own biological brother!