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Chapter Seventy One: The Seventh Day Kael left on the morning of the seventh day, which was one day longer than the week he had said and three days shorter than I would have chosen, neither of which I said aloud because neither was a productive thing to say when someone needed to return to the pack that depended on them.

Not to tradition that couldn't imagine a better future. Seven days. She was ready. They were ready. Together. Finally together. And that made everything else bearable.

He frowned. “You’re negotiating the wrong direction.” “I know.” “Four.” “Seven.” “Three.” “Seven.” “Fine. Seven.” I smiled. “Good boy.” His eyes darkened. Everyone went silent. Chase groaned. Damion looked confused. Lydia started laughing. Nicholas stared at me. “You are playing a dangerous game.” I leaned closer. “Seven days.” His hand came carefully around my waist. “Seven days.” “Rest.” “Yes.” “Doctor’s orders.”

"Last week. What date would that be?" She frowned. "Well, probably on the Twenty fifth or twenty sixth." Today is Friday, the twenty-seventh day of September, how was the Twenty fifth last week? Shouldn't she have said, two days ago? "Ok ma. The twenty sixth of which month?” Ezekiel probed. She looked at him like he was dumb but I was beginning to suspect what the problem was too . "The twenty sixth of April, you dumbass." April? April!!!!! Today is the 27th day of September, what was she talking about?

The day was 23rd of April. The day she will be marrying the man who have been quite busy in entertaining himself by making her furious every time he has a chance to. Since the day of the engagement party, he was always at her household but still manage to do work for he brings all his documents there.

However, I'd also said it didn't include cheating or falling out of love. My chest ached like it was splitting open, but I clenched my teeth and tried to keep my dignity. "Does it have to be today?" It was a stormy day, and it was our anniversary. Seven years ago, in weather just like this, Anthony had stepped into my world under a deep blue umbrella. I still remembered the smell of rain soaking into the ground and how the sixth rib of his umbrella had a spot of rust right in the middle.

"Hey." Another hesitation. "Thanks." I shrugged. "Find a better hiding spot." Her mouth twitched. Then I left. Outside, the sun was still up. I had seventy-three days left. More importantly, Danny wasn't my problem anymore. That felt fucking fantastic. 73 DAYS LEFT

Bisola began to laugh unnecessarily. The previous Eight day was the best day of her entire life, because everything about her life changed completely during the past Eight day, her life took a total turned from just an Orphan to someone who found Love, and also about to became an Entrepreneur. Bisola smiled again and looked up in the air.

she added, rereading the will. "62 days..." I sighed. "What did you say?" Kathe asked. "I'll be 28 in exactly 62 days. I'm single. I have 62 days to get married." "But... with whom?!" Kathe said, as she slumped back into her chair. I was speechless. My mind is racing. "Where am I going to find a man to marry in 62 days?"