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They began to move, celebrating the force that had pulled the two of them into a single space and made them, finally and for all time, one. ------------ THE END ------------- Please check out my other books SILENT DESIRES HAPPY FOREVER AFTER ALWAYS BEEN YOU HER BODYGUARD

This is September's End. The sweetest downfall of the great manipulator. *** This is the LAST chapter of the novel. Hope you enjoyed reading! Thank you and see you on the next book!

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

Nodding, I began to move again, taking one step after another into our little bit of forever. THE END AUTHOR’S NOTE: Once again, another story comes to a close. To those that managed to make it this far, thank you so much for your constant support. I hope you enjoyed Arissa and Ivan’s second journey. I know it was much more serious than the first, but I still hope you loved it just as much. As always, your support means so much, and I love you all. Until next time, feel free to check out my other stories or just follow me on any of my socials for updates on the third and final installment in this series. I will say that we will have a new lead couple in the final, but we will still get to ca

On the day of my mother's funeral, I sat outside the chapel, crying so hard I could barely stand. Three days earlier, my father had told me she'd died in a car accident. He said her body was so badly damaged that I shouldn't see it. I wouldn't be able to handle it. I believed him. I put on a black dress and sat beside her casket all night. Ten minutes before the cremation, my phone buzzed. A notification popped up for a hotel livestream. I opened it and froze. My mother was on the screen in an evening gown, smiling as my younger sister, Nina Whitmore, handed her a glass of champagne. My father sat beside her, his eyes red. "From now on, Nina doesn't have to live in Evelyn's shadow or suffer

**Lila POV** The library after school was usually the one place where I could disappear to and feel safe. No drama. No weird conversations or me pretending I wasn’t confused about everything happening around me. But today, it wasn’t working. I was sitting in the corner with my math textbook open, staring at the same problem for what felt like forever. The numbers were starting to look like a different language to me and every time I tried to focus, my brain went somewhere else. Back to the cabin. The way Mason looked at Ezra like he was so terrified of losing him, and the way Kai acted like everything was cool with him even though I could tell it really wasn’t.

For a brief moment, I could almost see the younger Suzanna smiling at me again, clean and bright like the rising sun. Then the loud cry of a newborn rang through the room, followed by tears and joyful laughter, and the fading image disappeared. I lowered my head and looked at my gentle wife and my beautiful son. Slowly, a relieved smile appeared on my face. At last, it was time for me to let go.

"Dad, Mom, I regret it. "You were right. Ines Sutherland was never the right person for me. I want to come home."

I erased every trace of myself from the villa, donated anything of value to charity, and packed up the few things I wanted to keep. As I finished, the first light of dawn was just breaking over the horizon. The car arrived right on time, and I hopped in with my suitcase, not even bothering to take a last look at the villa that had been my home for the past five years. There was this hollow feeling inside me, but it was mixed with a sense of relief that was hard to put into words. As we drove past Jubilee City's biggest wetland park, I caught a glimpse of a wedding in the distance. There were not many guests, but the couple–him in a crisp white suit and her in a flowing white gown–looked like

“Is this Ms. Sienna’s next of kin? “She’s confirmed to have miscarried. Due to emotional distress and physical exhaustion, her condition is unstable…” I listened in silence, my heart untouched by a single ripple. “Understood.” I cut her off. “Handle it by standard procedure. Charge everything to my account.” There was a pause on the other end. It was as though my coldness had caught her off guard. “Yes, Mr. Zach.” I hung up and told myself that this would be the last payment. Once it was settled, we owe each other nothing.