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Aimee arches her back as she moves her pussy closer to me, rubbing herself on me, asking me to fuck her into oblivion. I claim her mouth again as my hands trace her body, as if I am trying to have it recorded into my mind forever, every inch, every tiny bump, every curve. I want it all registered into my mind, into my memory, permanently, because deep down, I know I will never love anyone the same way I loved this girl in the past.

I replied with a soft smile, my eyes drifting down to my phone's wallpaper, a candid photo of the two of us laughing together during our recent high school field trip. I remained completely dedicated to her, pouring all my effort into proving my sincerity until the moment I had been dreaming of finally arrived. Angie officially agreed to be my girlfriend, marking what was undoubtedly one of the happiest days of my entire life. Even Lola Aida was absolutely overjoyed for the two of us, and in that beautiful moment, I felt as though my world was completely perfect.

Just like his parents, she too stuffed him with his favoriteCappuccino, coleslaw and sandwiches. They started visiting each other quite often and learned a thing or two about each other. For instance, Ankita had a thing for soft toys, animal figurines and tall, hot men with sexy beards. Her bedroom wall had a poster or two of celebrities like Abhishek Bachchan and Hrithik Roshan. She also had a cute Labrador puppy named Vijay. He was really naughty and drooled all over Punit.

Liam stepped inside, glancing between me and Claire. "If I’m not around, you don’t have to wait for me. “Let’s reschedule the hike, though. Lily, have a seat.” Pulling me aside, Liam grinned. "What do you think of her?" "Not bad. Your girlfriend?" "Nah. I was thinking she’d be great for you. So, should I introduce you?" The girl, Lily Roshar, was pretty, with soft features and a kind smile. However, my heart was elsewhere. "Thanks, but no thanks. I already like someone."

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"It's good that you guys broke up." Suddenly her face brightened. As if that sentence was a green light for her to go to the next stage. I have to get this straight, before it's too late. "Carl likes you Sea." "Your friend from yesterday?" She brushed her hair back. "But I like you." "I already have a girlfriend, her name is Estefany Reine." To make Sea believe, I show a photo of me with Fany on my cellphone. She saw all the photos there, photos from when we were little, until now. Hundreds of photos.

For the past three years, I had been traveling all over Urania and immortalizing various snapshots of scenery in my paintings. I was no longer the Samantha Kane who lived in hate and pain. I was a normal painter who loved life. I used to think that love was a stubborn kind of holding on. I thought that to love meant holding on to each other, even if it caused pain. It was later that I realized true love was letting go; it was letting the other person get what they wanted. In the previous timeline, Elliot had taught me what hatred was. In the second one, he taught me about letting go.

Jason had finally gotten what he wanted and was as deliriously happy as a mad dog. He posted endless sweet couple photos on social media. Giselle made him look far better than he did in real life. It was a complete contrast to the old days with me, when he would boss me around to take his photos, always stuck in the same stiff, victorious poses. Lately, his photos were filled with silly, relaxed smiles, seemingly influenced by Giselle's cheerful spirit. In each one, he grinned broadly, as if to say, "I've never been happier."

My world falls apart when the thought of them stabbing me behind my back started to get clearer. "You're already crossing the line, Elaine!" the balls of her eyes remain furiously wide open while pointing a finger at me, "No matter what we do in that fucking room, I remove his clothes, lick his nipples and lips, or s*ck his d*ck, you're already out of it, you bitch! Always remember, you're just his best friend. Nothing more. Nothing less. And I am his girlfriend. Better know your place." Mauren's words cut deeper into my heart, body, and soul. The feeling seems like the seven years about me and Dylan starts to get dim. It feels like my entire body is burning in flame after getting struck by