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Wherever Emerson was taking me, I knew one thing for certain—this time, I didn’t mind being stolen away. He took me to Paris. Paris—the city of love. I couldn't believe it. I turned to Emerson, my voice shaky with disbelief. "You took me to Paris?" "Yes, I know," he said, a soft smile gracing his lips. "Do you like it?" "Like it? I can't believe it. How did you know? I love it." My voice wavered as a wave of emotions washed over me. "It's always been my dream destination. I was planning that when work slowed down, or when we had a child, I would finally come to Paris." My smile faltered, just a little, betraying a flicker of sadness I didn’t mean to show.

“What? Do I have something on my face?” “No, it’s not that.” He says quickly. “I was just admiring.” “Oh.” My cheeks redden. “So what exactly are we doing in Paris?” “I figured we could see the Eiffel Tower, anything you want to do.” He tells me. “Alright.” I smile, as I eagerly wait to arrive in Paris. I pluck out a book from my backpack, it’s a cheesy romance novel that Emily sneaked in while I wasn’t looking, though she did promise I was going to love it even though I am not a fan of romance.

ALEXANDER’S POV I sit at my desk—no, our altar—. My fingers tremble as I slowly smooth down the edges of a photograph. Her photograph. Emily. Her face is a perfect masterpiece, smiling innocently at the camera. She doesn’t even know I took that one. She was sipping coffee at that café on Rue de la Paix in Paris. Her eyes crinkled in that way they do when she’s really, really happy. I remember that morning. She wore a scarf, red with little white stars, and her hands were always cold. I watched her for hours, pretending to read while snapping a photo every time she looked away. No one ever noticed. No one ever saw me. But I saw everything.

Outside we saw a car that was waiting for us that was sent by the company I was going to meet with to take us to the La Reserve Paris Hotel and Spa, one of the local and most beautiful hotels in Paris. Taking our bags, the driver placed them in the trunk then opened our doors so we could sit. Closing the door behind us, he got in behind the wheel and drove off. The places in Paris were beautiful, well seeing that it was a beautiful city. Even though it was beautiful, the scenery of it still couldn’t distract me from my thoughts of what happened while Emily and I were on the plane. She was apparently dreaming about me and had moaned my name in her sleep while unconsciously rubbing my dick th

I changed my mind. “It doesn’t matter,” I rolled my eyes. “It’s okay, really. Whenever you feel okay to go home you can tell me. And you’re also free to spend the night.”Kim smiled at me. EMILY POV I walked into the library, it’s been a while since I read a book. And to be honest, this was better than joining any dating app. Everyone there is either unserious or crazy. And this would distract me from the fact that I’d said no to the man I liked. Zero

Not because of Daniel. But because she liked it. Across the room, her phone buzzed again. Mia. Emma picked it up. “Please tell me you’re still going to Paris,” Mia said the moment Emma answered. Emma smiled faintly. “I confirmed the internship.” There was a loud gasp. “You actually did it?” “Yes.” “Oh my God, Emma!” Mia exclaimed. “This is amazing!” Emma glanced around the apartment again. “It still feels unreal,” she admitted. “Well get used to it,” Mia replied. “Because you’re about to become one of those mysterious girls who move to Paris and reinvent their lives.”

Kara said. “Actually, he called me maybe a week ago. He asked me to meet him. He said he hadn’t had a chance to say goodbye to me in person, but I didn’t want to. I wanted to, let’s just end it here, we don’t need to see each other again.” “Emily! Why does something seem strange about you? You came to Paris so no one could stop your dreams. Now no one is there anymore. Why are you acting like someone else? Now you’re not being yourself. You’re hiding everything, including your feelings,” Kara said.

I hadn’t been here long enough in both lifetimes to really know what would make a difference in this pack’s lives. “Hey, what are you up to?” Emily appeared, leaning against my doorframe, and gave me such a fright that I jumped, slamming the book shut in the process. Carl seemed impressed, but he made sure I wouldn’t show the book to anybody else. Not even Sebastian. It really was Luna’s secret diary.

She had no idea that this woman standing before her had anything to do with the young inmate, that she was, in fact, the very crux of the situation. However, she recognized her. She had seen her face on the back of several paperbacks, even the one that she owned. A book called Wolves at the Door, which she had picked up on impulse and quite enjoyed. Diamond had a way with words, and though her stories were strange, they never lost the coherency of narrative that kept you attached to her characters. “You're a lot stronger than the others,” Emily smirked. Her wicked smile was nothing like the cute one she displayed in her author photo. “Everyone else just collapsed when I pushed on them.”

I love myself before others . While gazing his way I noticed him move in my direction . "No going area ." I said to myself , before being prompted by the hot breath on my face . " Hi , I'm Michael and you are ?" O. M. G did he just speak to me. " I'm Emily ,nice to meet you ." " Pleasure is all mine ." Michael said in a low husky voice only the two of us could hear . "First day ,hope you enjoy your day" . " Yeah , sure will. " I wished this conversation could go on and on because for the first time someone gave me attention but suddenly our English language teacher showed up from nowhere .