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They started on a Thursday. Not with ceremony. Not with a formal announcement or a gathering or a moment where everyone stopped to acknowledge what was beginning. The founding ground had taught all of them by now that the most important starts happened in the middle of ordinary days, when the work was simply the next thing that needed doing. Valdis came to the archive at dawn. Mira Voss was already there. Of course she was.

I started remembering what happened after I started dancing to please the crowd. According to my memories, the embarrassment I felt while dancing with Caesar and the crowd has slowly faded, and it was all because of the crowd that continued to hype me up. I started dancing without any shame and even forgot that I was mad at Caesar for putting me in that situation. I started enjoying it. I enjoyed it so much that I don't even remember anymore how I started drinking, not just with Caesar but with a few people from the crowd that were cheering me as well, and that was it. That was the last thing I remembered about what happened last night. What happened after that and how Caesar and I ended up

"Mom, can you keep an eye on Atlas and Calliope?" "Of course I'll keep an eye on my beautiful bebés, mi apuesto principe y linda princesa." (My handsome prince and pretty princess) She Coos at them. From what Layla told me her father met Valeria Rosa Gutierrez when he was vacationing in Florida. Falling in love with the Puerto Rican woman he instantly married her in a month. He packed all of his belongings and moved his whole life to the states, to be closer to her. Malcolm Campbell is the epitome of a typical Scott. Tall and bulky with a thick red beard and a head full of hair. It's almost funny to see the pair standing next to each other, you have a 6'5 giant and a 5'0 tiny woman. Layla lo

That's why I couldn't understand why they handed me to him. James Swanson. On a silver platter. This is the day that will set off everything from this point on and change my entire life, completely.

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Sirens were blaring and the sound of people screaming, everything was just a ringing in her ear as she witnessed the paramedics carry away her dead parents. She had been sleeping with her sister when it all had happened, the sound of the first gun shot had woken Willow up while Sarah slept under the influence of the pills she had stolen from her mom's stash.

“Start it June 3rd. 9:01 AM. CEO. And Dada. And ‘just us.’ All of it.” “All of it,” I said. _Beep. Beep. Beep._ Midnight. My watch. May 14th. Day 39. Not fear. Not waiting. Just us. *

She wore a wrinkled coat that made her look shabby and worn. She glanced at me and curled her lips into a mocking smile. “Tess, look at me now. This is all because of you. Are you happy?” Her voice carried exhaustion and resentment, but before I could speak, she started rambling. “Just because of that email you sent, James not only took back everything he had given me before, but he even publicly denied our relationship! Do you know what that did to me? I’ve lost everything! Even my family looks down on me now!”

"Aurora, I would've been better off if I'd never met you..." I snapped out of the memory and steadied myself against the dizziness, dragging myself up from the chair. Just then, the door opened, and Caleb walked in with a thermal container. The smell of beetroot soup drifted out, and the warmth of it made my eyes sting.

Harvey questioned, staring sharply at Debbie. "This is all a misunderstanding, Harvey. I acted on impulse. Harvey, believe me, I love you! I may have stayed with another man, but he took precautions. The child in my belly is yours!" Debbie explained, crying uncontrollably. "Oh, sure, you acted on impulse," Adrian said with a sarcastic smile. "I can vouch for that. Except this 'impulse' seems to have lasted quite a while. In fact, it looks like it started two years ago, right?" He sneered, coldly exposing the truth with no mercy for Debbie.