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Myra’s House Lily has arrived in Myra’s place to help Myra in different work. After Myra’s mom’s death Lily started staying over with Myra for some time. Myra had already completed her graduation and worked as an analyst. She has a dream of doing masters too but currently she is focused in the business industry to learn and enrich herself. After all she needs to earn too. She has this house to stay but she needs to work to fulfil her basic requirements.

she asked, uneasy. I slowly raised my gaze, wishing time would stop. However, all I could do was memorize this moment to give the wolf at least some consolation for the night ahead. Long nights and short days are what await us at the North Pole. Nights like these make me think more of her, of my Lia. “You won’t like to know, so…” I looked her directly in the eyes, noting her fingers slowly sliding down, leaving her arms hanging around that narrow waist and considerably advantageous hips for a shorter woman.

Younger people and older people are gathered in front because they tend to forget what is the game all about. "Ladies and Gentlemen and all in between! welcome to the new Date a Liar game were two opposite sex are partnered to one another and of course play the game!" Only the children clapped their hands when this old lady dressed in a very bright yellow cloth appeared holding a very loud microphone. She has a bright smile but I know deep withinthat she's being happy because she and her comrades will soon watch the murder of multiple people who failed to stand their ground. "You might be wondering young boy what really is the game called Date a Liar?" she said with his annoying high pitched

I invited, not taking my eyes off the sausages I was frying. ​"Can I?" he asked tentatively. ​"Yeah, of course," I insisted. As he walked in, I realized once again how small our house felt. With only two rooms, a kitchen, and a small living area, Luke seemed to tower over everything. He’s incredibly tall, and he looked almost out of place in our modest space. ​"I didn't mean to bother you or Ash. Sorry for—"

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"Power on, Unit 1314," Dad said. As he gave the command, his tone wavered with hesitation. He wasn't entirely sure why he was saying it. He was just repeating what Bruce Harrison, the director of Elite Smart Academy, had told him to say. My eyes lit up instantly, like a screen on standby finally receiving a signal. I rose from my chair. My arms hung naturally at my sides, and my spine was perfectly straight. "System booted. Please state your command," I said mechanically.

Elara’s pov I don’t know what I hated more, packing for a journey I didn’t even want to go on, or the smug look Lucan wore every time I asked him to hand me another satchel. “Do you really need three shawls?” he drawled from where he lounged in the corner of my room, balancing a leather-bound book in one hand like he was the portrait of leisure. “Yes,” I said, without missing a beat. “One for the mornings, one for the evenings, and one to hide from the passive-aggressive council members who are going to stare at me like I crawled out of a swamp.”

Only light. Only waiting.

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