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My heart will be pain; to celebrate with you. Just don’t worry, I don’t have a bad intention on you. Will you come tomorrow? To his question, Honey did not promise on him, yet she tells him; he will go there if, there will be no galaxy in the sky tomorrow. As Anderson leaves to the HR office. Honey smells to the splendid presence of the guy. She wants to recall to her experiences with him, yet she does not do that. What she wants; to forget him.

“She is trapped. The man who did this is still alive. His calm hid everything.” The circle broke when Harold stood up, knocking the table over. The medium collapsed, breathing hard. “This place is alive,” she gasped. “It won’t let her go. And it won’t let you leave without paying a price.” The Bennetts sold the house the next morning. They left with what they could carry, the rest abandoned in their haste. The new buyers, a young family with two small children, moved in the following week. I watched them unpack, already preparing my limited strikes. The cycle turned again, but Lily’s world had cracked open. Victor’s words and the seances had set something unstoppable in motion.

But he had chosen to leave, to disappear, to hide in the shadows while I ate his food and read his words and tried to make sense of a man I did not understand. I picked up the bread and tore off a piece, and the warmth of it spread through my fingers and into my chest. I dipped it in the honey and put it in my mouth, and the sweetness filled my tongue, and I closed my eyes and tried to remember the last time I had eaten something that tasted like this. The honey was rich and golden, with a floral undertone that reminded me of summer, of flowers, and of warmth that had nothing to do with fire.

He called again and again, each time ending the same way. He grew anxious and opened the trash folder once more, then carefully read my message. [Eight years of obsession and four years of forbidden desire end here. I'm no longer your secretary, and I don't love you anymore, Don Valeri. We'll go our separate ways, and never meet again in this life.]

The days passed as if nothing had happened, but I no longer felt as happy as before. One day, Lorenzo decided to bring me to attend talks with the ancient Cecile Island family, the Cecilia family. He claimed that it would help me take things off my mind, but I knew that he only wanted to have the perfect Don image. A Don who cared about his wife and family.. Sofia, as the Don's Consigliere, naturally went along as well. She donned a wide beige trench coat and flats with minimal makeup on. She looked every bit the smart and professional woman that she was.

“She doesn’t recall what it was like to love you. “She doesn’t want to waste any more time on you.” Janna nodded courteously yet detachedly at Vincent, who could barely keep to his feet. “Take care, Don Colleo.”

was code for Did you tell him I hit you? So I swallowed. "No. No, I didn’t." He said nothing at first, then leaned back with a satisfied smile, running his hand through his hair. "Good girl." The rest of the drive was silent. Wilbet didn’t speak, and I didn’t dare to. The only sound came from the car. We soon arrived at our sprawling mansion, my stomach dropping with dread. The driver stepped out in a hurry to open Wilbet’s door. He stepped out with ease before turning to my side. I stepped out to join him—he hated it when I wasted too much time.

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"Why should I be afraid? I have Enzo protecting me. Once you're dead, he'll sign an Affidavit of Non-Prosecution as your husband, and with the Caro family's influence in Millbrook, you think anything's going to happen to me? "Isabella, I didn't want to keep coming after you like this. But you just won't step aside, will you? It's about time I took my turn as Donna." More and more blood spilled out. Isabella's eyes darkened, flooding with a red tide of pure hatred. Resentment, despair, and churning malice nearly tore her apart from the inside. This was her hard-won second chance in life. She still hadn't seen her parents yet or watched Enzo and Sofia get dragged to hell.