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That I might be trapped in this place forever, alone and forgotten. The thought was too much to bear, and I felt myself slipping away, lost in a sea of despair and hopelessness.

I wanted to scream in pain but I held it in and just laid on the cold ground covered with dirt and grass, blaming my situation. "Why..is this.. happening..to me, I..*cough* *cough*, agh! I..need water..," I cried Just as I was about to give up, I was slowly starting to realize the gravity of the situation I was in. If I gave up now, I'll be as good as dead. I struck my hands on the soil and supported my body to rise from the dirt-covered ground. I can't keep laying here forever like a defeated person I reassured my uneasy self by telling this to myself

Just then they heard something dissatisfying. “No hope for Ayomide,” Oreoluwa had said. “What did you just say, Ore?” Emmanuel demanded. “I said no hope for Ayo.” He shrugged. “I heard you the first time,” Emmanuel said with clenched teeth. “I only gave you a chance to change what you said.”

With those words, Henry strode off with Linda in his arms, while Tina leaned on her car, sliding down and buried her head between her legs. She had held a shred of hope even as she returned. Sophie was dead—there was no way Henry could have found her even if she rushed back. With that, he just might believe her and return her rightful victory in the tournament. However, that attitude from him clearly meant there was no hope of turning things around. A hundred grand was worth nothing to the rich, but the average person would never accumulate so much money in such a short period of time.

SHERNEIL. Hope is one of those feeble, funny feelings. One that either mends you on the inside, or fully shatters you. It curls around you in your desperate times, making you believe things will turn out well, only for those things to come crashing back. Fully breaking you. Or making you whole. It was stupid of me to have let such an emotion filter through my mind, making me wish to do everything that was impossible. So, after a while, I fell back to my familiar routine.

Angel replied. "What way are you talking about?" Royal asked. "Have séx with me" Angel replied and Royal's eyes widened. "Have séx with me" Angel replied and Royal's eyes widened. "What??" He asked in shock. "You heard me,that's the only solution now. Getting pregnant....." Royal sighed and roughed his hair. "Angel,that is not going to solve anything,it will make things worse" He said. "Then what am I supposed to do? Just watch you leave me all alone here? Do you think I'm ever going to survive that?" Angel broke into tears.

Hopelessness. Tears of disillusion blurred my sight. Why did I ever believe it would be different with him? Why did I dare hope? If someone like Philip, a male I knew, cared for, and trusted, could not stir even the slightest spark in me…what did that mean for me? Was this it? Was this permanent? Would I remain this broken, miserable shell of a female for the rest of my life? Alive only to feed the desires of men and to serve evil monsters like Jolan and Vido?

I believed I might escape for a little period. For a brief minute, I wished it was horrible. That's terrible. I hadn't felt optimistic in a long time. I had forgotten and would soon forget what it was like. Hope was perilous. Hope gets the better of me. It leads to my death. It ignites a little flame inside me that can only be controlled. I can't handle another meltdown. Not right now. Not ever again. So I did what I was told and gave up. But only for a short time. * * *

The city lights reflected across the glass in blurred streaks of gold and white. Damian stared at his phone. The screen had already gone dark. The call lasted less than ten seconds. Yet somehow it had changed everything. His heart was still racing. He hated that. He hated losing control. He hated uncertainty. Most of all, he hated hope. Because hope was dangerous. Hope made people careless. Hope made people believe things they wanted to believe. And right now, he desperately wanted to believe that the voice belonged to his mother. But wanting something didn't make it true.

Hope’s heart sank. “What did you do?” The creature laughed. “I OPENED THEM ALL.” Kieran shouted: “It’s happening again!” Hope looked at the countless realities. The Collapse. The future Hope had warned her about. The exact disaster they were trying to prevent. Hope’s mind raced. She couldn’t close them all. She couldn’t control them all. She couldn’t save everyone. The future Hope looked at her. “This is where I failed.” Hope nodded. “I know.” “Don’t make my mistake.”