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Not only did Vader get himself killed, he made me lose face. I glanced around the woods, and it suddenly felt chilly. Wrapping my arms around myself to keep the cold out, I knew it would only take a matter of hours before my heart froze and I was found lifeless. There is no way this would be the end of me. I am Kara. And I have never been swayed by anything my entire life.

Fuck. No, I can’t lose her. Karina is my last resort; she’s the only one who can contact her if she probably changed her number. I dial Karina’s number, and it fucking says that I can’t reach her. Did she block me too or what? Well, fuck.

low Karina who feels sad because she failed to end her own life. “I should have died. Why did I survive?” Karina then looked up and stared at an infusion flowing down the back of her hand. He shook his head until he closed his eyes. Kriet! As the door opened, a nurse came in, “Are you awake?” Karina opened her eyes again. “Why am I here?” “Someone brought you here.” The nurse smiled, then injected a medicine into Karina's IV. “You can go home tomorrow. For now, you rest here.”

Natasha seemed to want to ask but kept it to herself until they returned. "Everything feels strange," Karina murmured again, then she lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling of her room. Her hand touched her bulging belly and gently caressed it. "Can I continue with all of this after knowing this?" Karina murmured again. Karina turned to look at Scarlett's novel placed on the nightstand next to the bed. She remembered that before they left, she read the novel and finished it. "I'm curious about something," Karina murmured and got up from her position, crawling toward the novel.

If Karina kept pushing, if she kept defying them… She wouldn’t hesitate to end her life. With one last look of disgust, Kim shoved Karina back, sending her sprawling to the floor. “Get up,” she ordered coldly. “You’ll learn how to survive this. Whether you like it or not.” Karina stayed on the floor, trying to steady her breath. She felt humiliated, but her anger burned hotter than the pain in her ankle. She wasn’t going to let Kim win. She wasn’t going to let Raoul win.

“I told myself it’s never going to happen. I wouldn’t end up like him—creating a weakness for myself that would only cause me endless pain. But like you’ve always told me, I'm my father’s son. And now I’ve gone and met this girl. And I’m feeling things I’ve never felt before with anyone else.” “She challenges me but makes me happy. She quiets the chaos in my head, makes me see for the first time that there’s more to life.” I carefully arranged the flowers to rest against her headstone, and as my gaze shifted up to read the words carved there, the band snapped tighter around my chest and a harsh wheeze left my throat. Karina Castelli 1972 - 2010 Forever loved, never forgotten I ran my thumb o

Selena had been very dependent on Carina in her final days, and she even requested that Carina take care of everything, including the funeral, after she had passed on. "Those things are already in the past, Aster. What's the point of bringing it up again now?" Carina wanted to get rid of Aster's delusions before they could fester in his mind. However, Aster said, "Since you put it that way, Carina, then let's talk about what happened recently."

"You don't have to pretend it's simple. It's allowed to be complicated and beautiful at the same time." "I know. I just wanted one thing today that wasn't complicated." "That's fair too." I'd spent the better part of the last two weeks chasing dead ends anyway, and by that Tuesday I was running out of places left to look. Two more girls from the party, both with fragments as useless as Bree's, taller, dark clothing, gone before anyone got a real look. A guy Priya knew who'd apparently bragged for a week after about "knowing something," who turned out, once I actually cornered him, to know absolutely nothing at all, just enjoying the attention that came with pretending he did.

The tip of the needle turned blue. “Someone was trying to destroy her womb.” My eyes darkened and I punched a hole in the wall behind me. “She’s also malnourished. Who is she ?” he was serious this time. “She's my wife to be. We agreed to get married yesterday and this happened.” My phone dinged. It was a news headline with a picture of me and Kara entering the hotel last night at the front page. I scrolled to read and in minutes, the article was gone.

On the seventh day, she took her last breath in his arms, smiling. Alina sighed softly as she stared at the cover. The only difference between her and the girl in the story was that the heroine had found true love, a man who would hold her until her last breath. Alina, on the other hand, only had a boyfriend to complete her wish list before her own last day came.