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Nightmares had been reoccurring throughout my childhood, only stopping after my dad had yelled at me for screaming during the night when I was eleven. It had been a week since I started living here and I was able to see Melody less and less. And of course, every night was followed by another taunting nightmare in which I awoke covered in sweat. It was mostly just memories of some of the worst times my dad had gotten angry at me, sometimes more of feelings than actual images. Feelings of worthlessness and guilt. It just seemed that my brain wished to make everything in my life more difficult- as if it had to remind itself to be sad. I had been so happy these past few weeks, I'd finally gotten

That's it, this is my end. He began to touch me and tried to rip away my blouse. But the last thing I prayed on my mind was "Please God, please save me". I think I don't deserve heaven life I always living in hell life and after death also I am going to hell only and I shut my eyes tightly ready to go for hell. But I think god heard my prayer, because he sent some Savior for me. My Savior is none other than my husband. Thank you god Akash POV ***********

I hope she will accept me; I hope that we get that chance. Hael lay on a bed of nails, deep in the black hole of the forgotten lands. The bars around him had no key, and the bed didn't touch the ground beneath it. He was in a torturous purgatory. When the creaking began, and he heard the chanting of his followers, though, excitement coursed through his soul because this was the sound of hope, as their voices rise, so will the power. When the final pairing mate, the world will once again feel the might of his power. This time she was of age, and Hael fully intended to claim his mate.

At this moment, I don't care about the deadly eyes of heaven and hell for disapproving of the sacred relationship between us. See you 👋 LOVE ALL ❤️

My urgency startled everyone, but they complied without hesitation. As the recording played, the haunting sound of the wind emerged again, faint but clear. It was unmistakable. I shot to my feet, my heart racing. "I know where my parents are!"

Cass waited until the deadbolt clicked behind her before she set the envelope on her coffee table. The apartment was quiet—too quiet. Even the city’s usual hum seemed muffled through the rain streaking her windows. She sat, letting her fingers hover over the silver-inked initials. Whoever had sent this hadn’t just known her name—they’d known her real one. Not the polished, harmless Cass Blake everyone met in daylight. The flap opened without resistance. Inside was a single sheet of matte black paper, the message printed in faint grey type, like a whisper in ink:

In the end, the perfect husband and father Stan and I were so proud of was a phony, and the love he showed us was a lie. The only truth was this deceitful plot he maintained for six years, ending with a meticulously staged car accident to take away my son's heart. Nonetheless, my consciousness blurred as the sedative flowed through my veins. I could feel the icy touch of machines digging inside my body, giving me more nightmares. There was only pitch-blackness where my son stood, an emptiness in his chest where his heart should have been. He was reaching toward me, screaming, "Mommy! It hurts so much!"

It shouldn’t be that. Ocelotte turned on the car’s speaker, and a raspy, melancholic female voice filled the car — "You want my happiness, "But I don’t have that much happiness. "Happiness drowns in this world, "Happiness drowns in tears, "Through my fingers, I watch your unintentional sneer, and I forget to cry. "It turns out, you don’t like seeing me sad…"

Pain started to creeped in his heart because the memory of his wife, losing her life flashing back on his mind. Selya wants to slap Ricardo because of the way his brain works. She didn't know if he was stupid or anger had just wrapped Ricardo’s heart so that he could not think clearly. She can’t believe that a smart man like Ricardo thinks illogically. But she can’t blame him. Selya totally understands how Ricardo is feeling right now. It’s not easy to lose someone you love dearly. But it’s been seventeen years already. She’s not suggesting that Ricardo should move on. But he should move forward and have to accept Tiarra in his life.