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another replied. My pulse jumped. Someone was looking for me. I ducked behind a stack of boxes, holding my phone. Rain dripped down my face like tears. “Find her,” a third voice ordered. “Bring her in before she talks.” My breath caught. Bring her in? Before she talks? The black car idled at the curb. Its back door opened. I backed deeper into the dark, heart hammering, holding my stomach. I didn’t know who to trustDonald, Henry, or the stranger on my phone.

Just grounding. “Because you’ve been trying to hold everything at once,” he whispered. “Let me hold you, at least.” It wasn’t the kind of sentence that made hearts race. It was simple. Solid. The kind of promise you believe because the person saying it has never given you a reason not to. I exhaled shakily and nodded, letting him pull me against him again. And just for a moment, the world stopped spinning.

No disappearing acts, no leaving you hanging like that again. Thank you for your patience, your loyalty, and your engagement. I'll see you soon, besties!🤍

“You can have the position back under one condition that you must abide by." Against her better judgement, Madeline nodded, waiting for Robinson to tell her what decided her fate. “For the next seventy-two hours, you'll be under heavy scrutiny by me. You will make no mistake. Let me repeat this so you understand. You will not even a single mistake between those seventy-two hours, and whatever I say or ask of you do must be done. You have thrirty seconds to make a decision. I'll take your silence as disinterest."

"You should never cry for a man who chooses to fool you while gou were veing genuine. Trust me it is not worth it. It will never be." I suddenly remember song lines as I imagine the position I am currently in. It was lines from Selena Gomez' song caled Back To You. ~I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to After reading that headline, I still wanted to see you. I wanted to feel your hands on my hands and tell me all of those were not real and that what we had is something valuable for you- just like how it was so valuable for me. ~When I'm lying close to someone else

That was the whole story of us. "You have to let go of ours too," he said quietly. Not a question. He had done the same arithmetic I had and reached the same unbearable total. "The chosen bond. It is a guarantee, a thread that promises you are loved. You cannot break the crown while you are still holding it."

, I fumed looking down at my leg. Ewww I will puke any second ! "Why the hell didn't you stop me ? .. you should have grabbed my hand.", I scowled at him. "First I am not checking you out, I am observing your state whether it’s only on your knee or on your total body. Second one, just remember what you said a few minutes ago? You told me clearly to keep distance from you as if I am some human virus. That's why I didn’t hold your hand, still I told you to stop but you didn’t hear my suggestion." he said in a middle tone while looking straight in the eyes.

“It’s part of the breach.” “And that means?” “It means if you hit it—if you destabilize it—it could make the crack worse.” Silence. Tense. Uncertain. Because that wasn’t the answer anyone wanted. “So we just stand here and let it come through?” Darius asked. “No,” I said. “We hold it here.” “And how do we do that?” I swallowed. “I keep it anchored.” Adrian turned sharply to me. “No.” “I don’t have another option.” “We’ll find one.”

Her clear, electronic voice echoes, filling the entire house. “That's my bad,” I say softly, turning my attention back to him. I lean down, my voice dropping into a gentle, reassuring hush as I place a comforting hand on his shoulder. “I'm gonna attend to her and come right back to you, okay? Stay calm for me—there’s no problem, dear.” He nods, his big, hesitant eyes searching mine before he motions a silent don't stay long. The vulnerability in his expression tugs at my chest, making it nearly impossible to step away.

“You don’t get it either. You think I’m the one holding you, but the truth is… I think you’re the only thing holding me together. I thought I was strong until last night proved I’m nothing without you.” I shook my head quickly, pressing my forehead against his. “Don’t say that. You’re stronger than you think. But if I’m what holds you together, then maybe that’s okay, because you hold me too. Maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be, we keep each other whole.”