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But she had time to bring him food and buy him gifts. She wore me down piece by piece. I couldn't sleep. Every time I opened a book, my stomach turned. My grades fell apart. Still, I held onto the lie that she would come through for me. As I was lost in thought, another message came in. [We're at the gate. Leave through the back balcony. [If anyone sees you, you don't get paid.] From somewhere outside, I caught the sound of lively voices and cheers.

The ride back to the penthouse was very different from their trip to the hospital earlier. Both Jace and Aaron were now chatting away quietly in the front while the DJ on Jacaranda FM kept them all awake with back to back hits from the 80s or maybe 90s. "You must be so relieved, Ma'am," Aaron said and lowered the volume even more. "It's Eden, Aaron. I'll have to call you, Sir, if you insist on this 'ma'am' business. And yes, I'm very relieved."

She believed that once she got through this storm, there would be an endless supply of soft, juicy peaches waiting for her in the future. In the distance, the roar of a car engine pierced through the rain. Elara turned toward the sound, watching as a sleek black modified sports car emerged from the downpour. The moment she saw it, her pupils constricted sharply. It was as if time had twisted—she felt like she was watching her past self drive toward her from seven years ago. The car window rolled down, revealing Theodore's face. His dark eyes gleamed with amusement. His lips curved into a confident smirk, and his signature dimple deepened. "Get in," he said.

I admitted, my voice trembling. “Okay… okay… I’m going to get help, alright?” Anastasia said, sniffing back tears. “I’m going to get help. Sebastian… Maltilda… anyone. Just hang in there, okay? I’m going to get help.” “Anastasia… are you going to come back?” I asked softly. “Yes… yes, I promise. I’m going to come back, I swear.” “Okay…” I whispered. “I’m going to go get someone…” she said, and I heard her hurried footsteps fade away.

Anastasia held her luggage on her hand. She was going to Broadway! Her dreams were coming true all thanks to her father. She rubbed Spark's soft fur. The dog showed excitement too as it blotted out it's tongue. Anastasia for the first time would be traveling alone!. She raised her ticket to the sky and waved happily. Her joy faded as beauty pushed her aside. "You are not fit it fat ass" she mocked while Lilian, Julie and Martha smirked. "Don't call me that!!" She retort.

Someone entered the boy and called for her name loudly and worriedly while trying to locate her in the dark room desperately. He instantly found her petite body lying on the cold floor miserably. He ran toward her at a fast pace and immediately picked her up in his safe embrace. "Anastasia! Open your eyes! I am here. See!" He said in a soothing yet worried tone. She heard him and a smile surfaced at the corner of her lips even in this state. "You came… back… for me." She said with droopy eyes and finally let darkness engulf her completely. FLASHBACK ENDS

Five years ago, at our engagement party, I broke my fiancee's assistant Richard Greer's nose with a punch because I saw his hand slip under my fiancee Pearl Moran's skirt, groping her right out in the open. Yet when security arrived, Pearl stepped in front of Richard and frowned at me. "Alex, he was just messing around. Did you really have to hit him that hard?" To get back at me for Richard, she pulled strings to throw me in prison. My first day behind bars, I ended up in a cell Richard prepped for me. My ribs were broken in a beating. I was fed spoiled leftovers and forced to sleep on the cold concrete floor. The moment I got out, I boarded a flight to Eldermere without looking back.

"You must help. Or we're lost." Before I could stop her, speak, act, Anastasia jerked as though she'd been struck, shuddered into shadow and vanished. ***

I murmured, catching my breath, "I think I'm looking forward to what's next." "So am I," Luigi whispered. And for the first time in forever, the future didn't look like it was uncertain—it looked like a game I couldn't wait to play. THE END

The cords cut deep into my skin, leaving a web of red marks. Just then, the airport broadcast rang out, urging passengers to board. The group lost patience instantly, leaving me behind as they stormed off in a single, unstoppable wave. Once they were gone, I wriggled toward the door like a worm, trying to bang my head against it to get someone’s attention. I did not know how long I had been at it before the door suddenly opened. A flicker of hope surged as I thought help had arrived. I looked up. Instead, I met Natalie’s venomous gaze.