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AFTER 4 YEARS*** MORGANTOWN, JENNY'S HOUSE JENNY'S POV: SEPTEMBER 2016. 1 AM, AT NIGHT. 'I have wondered what is life all these years... But seemed to have not yet found a good answer for it. Well, for me all my life is now all about Jonathan. The one and only who lived for me and for whom I have lived for all these years.' I thought and looked at my side. The beautiful view of my small kid was making me fascinated with each second.

She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible. She walked with the Universe on her shoulders and made it look like a pair of wings. – Ariana It had been just over two weeks since the attack. Jolene was doing better and could whisper for a few minutes each day. The women in Reese’s family had worked out a schedule so that someone was always with her. The single women and teens flirted with the guards. If Neo and Reese were not around, they flirted back.

•• THIRD PERSON’S POV •• - Hannah’s eyes became round as she watched the video Johann sent. “Oh my... Gosh...” was all she react in the mix of amazement and fear of the video. She didn’t notice Giovanni approaching her. “What’s that?” Giovanni grabbed Hannah’s attention. Hannah showed the short video and Giovanni watched it. Giovanni smiled with pride as he watched the short video of Hendrix detonating the entire Phoenix mansion, a feat many had attempted. However, those who only plotted its destruction found themselves prematurely exploding instead.

Jennifer knew now: Julian was not a god; he was merely a puppet that could be destroyed. Several weeks passed since the dreadful incident at Julian’s mansion. Julian was secretly treated, hiding his bruises and his humiliation. Meanwhile, Jennifer Jones worked hard to forget the horror, focusing all her energy on her career. Her latest film, "The Return of Dan Star," produced by Sterling Media, finally premiered. With a renowned director and a strong script, the film instantly became a sensation, smashing box office records in its first week.

Someone's spreading rumors about you online! I tapped the link, and a bold headline filled the screen: [Cold-Blooded Doctor Refuses to Save a Life, Killing Fiancée's First Love to Keep Their Wedding Fund for Himself] The thumbnail showed Jeannie with tears streaming down her face. I leaned back in my chair. "The show's finally starting." In the video, Jeannie was wearing an old T-shirt that looked faded from countless washes. Her hair was messy, and her face looked pale and exhausted. She stared into the camera, crying so hard that it seemed she could barely breathe.

…Jenna POV… This is the first morning in a very long time that I wake up alone. The view from up here is absolutely amazing; it is kind of sad that I cannot share it with someone by my side. This is also the most alone I have been in a very long time too. There is a big part of me that just wants to phone him, but I know that I should be strong and not give in so easily to him. If things are meant to be, then they will be.

One Year Later Jennifer's POV: Jennifer is in Dorm B at Folsom's Women Facility in Folsom, California. She is sitting on her bed writing an apology letter to the late Terrance Smith. "Dear Terrance, This is Jennifer writing you this letter. It has been a full year since our first date. Time really does go by fast! I remember when we had our first kiss and dance together. I also remember the beautiful poems and the kind words you shared to me. That was honestly the best first date I've experienced. But sadly, it ended up in disaster. I'm in prison writing you this letter, while you are in heaven or in a different life watching over me. After you died, I had so much hate against myself for kil

Seventy-two hours is three days. Mia had learned over the last two months to measure time differently than she used to — not in hours but in tasks, not in days but in things she could control. The seventy-two hours after the hearing ended she measured in the following way: two Target shifts, one therapy session, six curriculum planning sessions for January, four meals cooked in Sarah's kitchen rather than assembled from whatever was available, and three evenings with Nathan that had nothing to do with the case.

"I've been here five months and honestly I didn't think I'd ever be ready to leave, but now that I'm standing here I couldn't be more excited to get back to living a real life. I've got a little boy at home who needs me, and I want to be the best mommy I can be for him. Fuck you, Cocaine! We're done." Multiple women went up and hugged Brianna, including Paula and Clarissa. Hollis tilted her head and gave an affectionate nod. She didn't want to crowd the already overwhelmed girl. Once everyone had sat back down, Clarissa pulled her note out of the pocket of her spaceship leggings and shifted, reading with a furious blush covering both freckled cheeks.

Then Adrian answered: "One week." God. Silence. Fair. Complete silence. Reasonable. Then Lily collapsed backward. God. Like she'd been shot. Fair. Absolutely devastated. Reasonable honestly. One week. God. Seven days. Fair. One hundred and sixty-eight hours. Reasonable. An eternity. God. Then Peanut clapped. Fair. The disrespect. Reasonable honestly. Unbelievable disrespect. God. Then Elena laughed. Fair. Immediately. Reasonable. Couldn't help it.