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The investigation found massive fraud, and Gideon was arrested. My divorce case then sailed through. Holding the decree, I felt lighter than ever. Even the air smelled fresher. In jail, Gideon requested to see me. I refused without hesitation. Someone like him wasn't worth my time. One day, Maren burst in, ecstatic. "Good news! The biggest cosmetics company wants to work with us. They love your tech and want a long-term deal." I paused, then smiled. Surely, ditching the wrong person made my life better.

"You're evil, Penelope! "In the past, I'd always thought that people were exaggerating when they said that you are a bully. But now, I'm seeing it with my own eyes. What else have you got to say? "If it weren't for you, I could have been together with Sarah happily. Why do you keep standing between us?" Hubert and Fiona came out of their room, and Sarah wailed even louder while holding her belly when she saw them. Emil spat in an angry tone, "Mom and Dad, look at this. That's the wife you guys have chosen for me!"

"You are sick, Aria; you are sick for thinking everything is a fairytale, as you make your forty million followers think." There is a word called fiction, a world where nothing is real... Emotions are fake, and just because I write about the fake world doesn't mean I expect him to be like the male lead of my novel. "It's all fiction, Caleb. Everything I wrote was fiction, and as a human I have every f*ck*ng right to fantasise, so don't blame your betrayal on my books." "And you dare blame this on my womb?" This was the height of it; I took off the wedding ring from my fingers and held it tightly... I couldn't bring myself to return it.

“I have never seen her wear any good clothes or even smile happily. She was always in a hurry to pay the bills and loans. Now that her business is starting to take off I am really happy for her and happy for my brothers that their art is also being appreciated.” “And this home, we have grown here. I remember times when it was only me, my dad and mom. We were a happy little family. My parents were really young, but were in ove you know. In three years the twins were here already. My father was the happiest man when he held us three with mom by his side. He always called me princess and said mom was his queen. And now now that he also had his knights in shining armor his life was full”

Viktor bossing Sionna, Eliza rolling her eyes at him, and me… trying not to trip over toys while keeping everyone alive. Happily ever after isn’t a perfect fairytale. It’s messy. It’s imperfect. It’s terrifying sometimes. But it’s ours. And I can’t wait to live it, one chaotic, incredible day at a time. A WORD ABOUT HAPPINESS Happiness isn’t clean. It isn’t perfect. It’s spilled cereal, mismatched socks, untied shoelaces, messy hair, loud laughter, and tiny, stolen moments. It’s the quiet that comes after chaos, the soft gaze when someone you love looks at you, the small victories that feel enormous because you survived the storms that tried to take them away.

I sat on the bench as I opened the book entitled The happiness trap by Russ Harris. Sometimes, no matter how hard we try, happiness remains elusive. We seek to find it and hold onto it, but so often this in itself leads to worry and discontent. Based on the revolutionary approach of Acceptance and Commitment Therapy (ACT), The Happiness Trap provides a path to escape this vicious cycle.

Harper had scheduled for the group a visit to a book store she had sighted in town. She felt that it would give her time to catch up on her business which her assistant was running and she needed a room to breath. Lately, she had taken to doing whatever would make her happy. Anything that would bring her closer to her child, that would strengthen their bond. She had started to put herself first. Prioritize her happiness over anything else. The ride to the bookstore across the road was smooth and filled with comfortable silence. As soon as the car stopped, they all stepped out, filing into the coffee bookstore.

Level 100000000+ is not even enough to describe how airy their confidence level is! "Ah, we're already here. Welcome to my heaven, Caspian! Isn't it the most beautiful place in the world?" "It depends on the view and perspective of the person." He said bluntly, "Aww! That hurts you know," I pouted and pulled him inside the store. Ah! My happy place! This sacred dwelling of mine! They say that money doesn't give you happiness, they're wrong, money can be lots and lots and lots of books and novels, and they make me VERY happy!

There are books below to keep you company. Narcissus. I peered down beneath the table in pure curiosity and there I saw more books. The hopeless romantic books that I had to read. It ends with us and ugly love by Colleen Hoover stood out the most to me. I read reviews on it and it seemed good. It was actually on my next turn list but then I got engaged in the ace of spades that was a part of the collection that Narc had sent and annotated.

They didn't want to hear my voice so I stopped talking long ago. I stroke the paper against her palm and she grabbed closing the window. I grabbed my tray of food along with my novel based on a fairytales. I loved them because of happy endings. I never hoped for a happy ending for me as I was happy with my books and the room. I never wished to come out of this room and threatened the happy ending of the people of my Kingdom.