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She was far from home and she was in unknown territory. Finding what he was looking for, he tilted the book with the title on its spine, To Kill A Mockingbird. A resounding click was heard, and the bookshelves parted into two like the Red Sea to reveal the titanium door with a security pad on the side. Phil punched in the codes in haste, and before you know it, they were inside the secret room.

"None of your damn business." "Not being pregnant was the best outcome for her. Lennox's opinion of her didn't matter. What mattered was that after today, she didn't want any further entanglements with him. Their paths would never cross again. If they ever did, she would make sure to avoid him. "You didn't deny it," Lennox's eyes flashed with a cruel glint. "So, you did sleep with another man. You just like—" Lennox clenched the hand hanging by his side, veins bulging on his hand, barely containing his rage.

Despite the tension, I took on the responsibility of managing the mansion, pouring my efforts into every task. Like every other day, it was time to retire to bed after taking care of the mansion. As I lay down on the bed, exhaustion overtook me. My body ached from the constant tension, and my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and fears. I closed my eyes, trying to push away the doubts and focus on the possibility of a new beginning. Sleep came slowly, but when it did, it was deep and dreamless. For the first time in a long while, I felt a small amount of hope.

She collapsed onto the floor, too drained to move. Minutes passed. Maybe hours. Then, slowly, she pushed herself up. She couldn't leave with this filth still clinging to her name. Hardly anyone knew the truth about Diego. But the person who did? The one with the perfect motive to twist the story? Marco Ramírez. A cold wave crashed over her. Every secret, every vulnerable moment she'd ever shared with him—he'd turned them into weapons, stabbing her right where it hurt. Her vision blurred. She wiped her eyes, grabbed her phone—barely functional from the flood of messages—and called her carrier. Blocked every unknown number.

Dear readers, It's me lorainejd, the author of this book. I would like to thank you all for reading this book. I hope you'll enjoy reading. I also want to let you know that all the characters in this story is just a work of fiction. Any names or events related to real people is just coincidence.

Ivanna Striding between the rows of shelves, I scan through all the books. It's been a long time since I got new ones. Honestly, I don't find the time for reading anymore. "What about this one?" Christian grabs a copy of 'IT ENDS WITH US "Do you think I haven't read it yet?" I chuckle. "It's my favourite one. I told you already" Twitching his lips, he puts it back on the shelf. "You have so many favourites''

As a student, he had been deeply moved by The Bridge of San Luis Rey, Thornton Wilder's novel about five strangers who perished together on a collapsing bridge. Naturally, when he started his new job in Nevada he began to dwell on the notions of fate and predestination. He chose to craft a modern take on the classic tale where-in his version-the strangers' lives intersected at the instant of a terror attack. Bernie got his tea, "Thank you, honey. Keep an eye out for my next meeting, okay?" Roz cleared Peter's line of sight

She would usually do it herself but now that she wasn't here, Anthony felt lost. He decided to distract himself from thinking about her by watching some TV, but it got boring real soon. "Mr. DeMarco, sorry to bother you again." It was the housekeeper again. Anthony looked at her. "You are not bothering me. Is there something wrong?" he asked. "No sir, nothing is wrong. I just found this book lying on the ground. I figured it could be something important, so I thought I would give this to you," she said and handed him a red leather-bound book that looked like a journal.

Charlotte is the chairman of my class and let me tell you, if any boys try to get into her pants, she will make sure that she leaves the guy with a broken nose and a broken dick. Kayden and Jayden are fraternal twins. Despite being twins, they're very different in some ways; especially when it comes to the type of girls they like. Kayden likes girls who would only be willing for one-night stands but Jayden like girls who can commit to a relationship. But both brothers communicate well with each other, so I guess it is really the twin's thing?