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I shifted awkwardly on my feet, trying to gather my thoughts. How well did we know each other? Professionally? Enough to get by. Personally? Barely at all. Paula, still smiling as if this were her favorite part of the day, leaned closer, her sharp gaze sweeping over us. “Let’s start simple. What’s Miss Miller’s favorite color, Jaime?” I turned to him, arching a brow, curious about what he would say. Without missing a beat, Jaime’s lips curved into a subtle smile. “Blue,” he said, his voice steady.

She murmured slowly. Like thunder, the realization hit my head. So, the car which almost stimulated an accident is belonging to them. You bloody! I badly wanted to put some sense into her thick skull but when I looked at her pleading eyes, my anger flew away. It's beautiful... She has light green eyes and brown coloured lengthy eyebrows. She has brown wavy hair that matches her eyebrows. She was wearing skinny black jeans and a pink top which made her look beautiful. Of course! Pink is every girl's favourite colour.

It started with sincere love and kindness because doing such things costs you nothing. Thanks to Mr. Stephen, people like him made me a princess overnight. And those that had given up on love, destiny, family and hope... I've come to realize that nobody is left behind. No matter how perfect, or imperfect you think you are. I want you to know that life isn’t meant to be lived perfectly…but merely to be LIVED. Boldly, wildly, beautifully, uncertainly, imperfectly, magically LIVED. Since no one is perfect, it follows that all great deeds have been accomplished out of imperfection. Yet they were accomplished, somehow, all the same. There is nothing more rare, nor more beautiful, than a woman bei

To seal their lips and prove dear aunt Gloria, wrong? The voice says, and I fall silent as that indeed is something I would love. *Look at you...* The voice says, and I look at my reflection in the mirror. *How perfect you'd be if you were just a little taller, has a smaller waist, and just little touch-ups here and there... You'd be a goddess. Amber would bow to you, and Damien would worship the ground you walk on. You'd no longer be in your brother's shadow... *The voice says, and I smile broadly at my reflection as I imagine all these beautiful things.

she rants but I just kissed her and she smiled. We might fight, she might not admit to what I want to hear but it doesn’t change the fact that we are perfect for each other. The end.

He cursed himself. Mr. Miller: What have I done. Shit Damon Pov I was punching the bag with no mercy. I can see that it will rip off anytime. But I don't care. I stopped punching when I heard my man talking. ??: Boss. Information is here. Damon looked at Max and nodded his head letting him continue. Max: Well. Full name Liliana Miller. One and only daughter of Jim Miller. She's one of the famous millionaire business woman. Max: She's ---

As I complete my words the whole crowd makes a path for Janice to walk her way towards me. Janice steps on the path made for her and poses as if she's a model. She is wearing an aqua blue sports bra and black short shorts with black trainers. I squint my eyes on her outfit, not understanding why she even needs them as she barely comes to training ever since I became the trainer. My eyes stop at her sea-green eyes which are throwing daggers at me and I hold back a snort. She smirks while walking slowly towards me, making sure her blonde ponytail sways with her hips. At last, I can't hold back myself anymore and state with sarcasm dripping from my words. "Janice, I'm sure, I said I want you to

she said dreamily. "Me?" I cut in. I just want to tease her but she surprises me with her answer. "Yeah," her cheeks flushed red as she admit it. She meets his eyes. "You are gorgeous, Blake and I've never seen anyone as handsome as you. Sorry for being straightforward, but Stella says it's good to be honest," I stayed quiet for a while, feeling contented by just looking at Tara. I am amazed at her honesty and innocence. I just hope she doesn't look at me like I'm a piece of art.

I stuttered as I patted her. I looked at my self at the mirror. "You can do it, this is one of the greatest mission in your life you just need to be strong." I encouraged myself as I heaved a sigh of relief. I walked out of the restroom back to the hall and my eyes locked with that if Jayden as I faked my smile and he gave me the coldest glare ever. "I'm going to make sure I dig every secret you have buried years ago, I can't believe I'm getting married to a person who has once been rumoured to be a murderer." I said to myself as I scoffed.