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Sabrina had no idea what the woman was talking about. "Of course not, Ms. Clarkson. I was talking about ruining Lawrence Group. I wouldn't dare disrespect your husband." She watched in shock as Freya Clarkson approached me and pulled me into her arms. "Colin Lawrence is my husband!" she spat. Sabrina was gobsmacked. Meanwhile, I finally realized what was going on when I looked into Freya's eyes that were glinting with mischief. She had told me that she had a surprise for me before I returned to the country.

George looked at the back seat of his car and saw the bag that Tamara had entered the car with. “It seems you were going on a trip, where are you going? I will drop you there…”he asked. She swallowed hard and narrated the story that led to the incident before years rolled down her eyes. “I was escaping from life in New York. I need a break from everything and everyone in that city. I found out I was pregnant this morning only to find out even more shocking news that my fiance was in bed with another woman, apparently his ex-girlfriend, a month ago when we were still together.

The wedding day. They held each other tighter. Not ready. Not wanting. Not accepting. But inevitable. Tomorrow she'd marry Dante. Become his wife. Kill twelve people. Walk in the world with a tracker and guards. But tonight—this night—she'd been here. With Atlas. Choosing. Being chosen. Being grounded. Being human. Being loved. Being Novalee Carter one last time. And making sure—promising—swearing—that even as Novalee Santoro, she'd keep this. Keep him. Keep the only thing that made her human.

"Daddy likes breathing. Now, turn it." Maria twists her wrist. Click. The latch springs open. Maria gasps. Her face lights up with a smile that is pure Spadino—wicked, delighted, and dangerous. "I did it!" she squeals. "Shh!" Spadino laughs, putting a finger to his lips. "Ninjas are silent. We celebrate in whispers." He high-fives her. It is a moment of pure, unadulterated joy. The killer and the child, bonded by petty larceny.

He leaned down and kissed my forehead. Two days after Marina left New York, I received a call from her. “Luna, Papa changed his mind. He wants me to marry Niccolo.” She sounded so excited. “Really? And how do you feel about it?” She sighed. “It’s unbelievable actually.” I smiled. “But, Antonio isn’t happy about the decision.” I raised my eyebrow. “Well, it wasn’t his decision.” She didn’t suspect me for doing anything about the wedding which was a good thing. She told me she needed to end the call because they’ll be going out to buy her a dress for Christmas. We said our goodbyes and she ended the call.

After that, she stepped closer and said, "I can marry you, but only if you agree that once we're married, we live our own separate lives and don't get in each other's way. Otherwise, I'm not marrying you!" I stared at her coldly. "The one I'm marrying is Michelle Cooper." "Michelle? She can't have kids, and she looks like she's about to collapse. You seriously want to marry her?" Kara covered her mouth and let out a soft laugh. "Even if you marry Michelle, you're not gonna be satisfied. She's so weak that you'll end up sneaking around with someone else sooner or later." Right then, Oscar rushed to Kara's side, his lips shaking.

Ayesha is not a liar. "Fvck Ayesha. Fvck,” I muttered a curse and processed everything all together. That's why I woke up next to him. "ANDREI Villa Cruz, your fiancé Ms. Monasterio." My jaw dropped as I stared at him. He's my freaking fiancé? "C-cassandra M-monasterio," I barely manage to say then handed my hand. I don't know if I was just imagining it or I really saw him smile. I felt like this is the most embarrassing event of my entire life.

A week passed, and her foot had recovered. Ivanna was staring at her reflection. "Wow, you look so beautiful in that gown." Ivy said. It was their wedding day. Ivy helps her inside her room to change and do her make-up. She doesn't want to hire a make-up artist because she just wants natural and just light make-up. "This is it." Ivanna sighed. Ivy was so proud of her, but she was not marrying someone she loved. Christina Hendrix entered to check up on her daughter.

Nova answered. “Ahh, it is stupid,” I said. “Daddy, look at me. You want her forgiveness?,” she asked. “Yes,” “Good,” “But she's getting married,” I said slowly, trying to stop Nova. How did she get so smart? “I know the wedding is a fake. Mummy and uncle Giuseppe are just friends. Soon or later they divorce and mummy has no boyfriend, and Uncle Giuseppe has auntie Ayesha,” she said. “Okay that is enough, you are going to bed,” I said standing up.

He frowns, and then his eyes widen when Caterina grins and looks up at Nova. “No…” Nova’s hands go to her mouth, and her eyes widen as tears run down her face. “No, it can’t be! I don’t… my womb has been…” she sobs, looking at Nikolai and gripping his upper arm. My little brother’s eyes are already the size of dinner plates, but then Caterina places a hand on both of their shoulders and smiles. She closes her eyes, and both Nova and Nikolai look as if they’ve seen a ghost; she must have shown them something she's seen. “You’re pregnant, Nova. It seems your wolf has healed more than just your eyesight.”