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"The 'home' you keep talking about is a cage where I bled out and cried until I had nothing left. The very thought of that place makes me sick to my stomach." Damian shuddered, his voice a broken whisper. "I can change. I’ll give you all of New York—I'll put the city at your feet—if you just look at me one more time..." "But I don't want your New York. And I sure as hell don't want you." I stood tall, my eyes filled with total apathy, and walked past him into the snow.

I want Don. I hear soft snores coming from Don. He has fallen asleep. I stare at the man I wanted so badly, the ideal man I always dreamed about and yet was too afraid to admit. Don is too good for me and deserves someone better. After I canceled my engagement with Eddie, I wanted to settle my life down first with Leo. The romance wasn't part of the plan, but with Don entering my life and pushing through the walls, I had a barricade to prevent incoming events that could interrupt my goal. But my walls have a hole; something or someone made that hole. And it happened when Don kissed me at Lake Tahoe.

The distant forests. And at the edge of the eastern ridge—a lone figure. A tawny wolf, watching in silence. He didn’t move. She didn’t call out. The wind carried no words, only peace. After a long moment, the wolf turned. Slowly, deliberately. And vanished into the dawn. --- That evening, Grace sat by the fire in the Luna’s quarters, quill in hand, parchment before her. She wrote the final page of her journal: > “Today, Johnson’s Haven opened its doors.

Tinsely's grasp on Rosalie's hand constricted, finding strength in their connection. They sat there together on the couch as the evening fell on them, with its solace embrace. “I will go set the dining table, why don't you go upstairs and change,” said Rosalie, and she stood. “Okay,” Tinsely muttered, and she watched her vanish into the kitchen. *HONEY’s—APARTMENT* Honey hopped out of the taxi, a wide smile playing on her face as she heads to her apartment. Just as she was still sauntering towards her the building of her apartment, her excitement contorted into an abrupt unease.

“Oh! You know her, you all knew her. Her name is,” HONEY is thinking and deep about her decision. A fault and two that could ruin everything. Yet, as she is thinking about it, it is convincing her somehow that it is all for the best. For this world and book couldn’t lose anything by its stand and current present. Especially that this world and book is about to crumble, all destined to be destroyed. “Just a way and two to clear the path and pave the way for the originals to walk gracefully and fulfill the broken promise of the very beginning.”

"The things in the villa… Your things… She burned them all. It's for the best… It's all gone now." I didn't turn back. My flight to Elyara was about to take off. This time, my journey was mine alone.

It worked out much better that way. “Do we still have donuts? I’m fucking starving!” Rubbing her growling stomach, Hollis bulldozed through the front door and made a bee line for the kitchen to check out breakfast options. An alert Dalton looked up from his bowl of honey nut Cheerios and scoffed with a full mouth.

I could only hope Heather was okay with how fast things were moving. Honey was the first to break the kiss. She'd taken Heather's bra off and both of them were just in open robes and black panties. For the first time I got a good look at my younger daughter's perfect tits. They were well rounded and very firm, with small nipples hard as pebbles. "Heather, remember that thing I wanted to do to you a few months ago?" Honey asked. "When you wanted to... to..." "When I wanted to taste your pussy." "Oh god."