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Also, Ray yelling was a signal as well. Azlee- Ryan have a signal and why wasn’t I in on this? Me- We have been planning this for a while. Not sure why you weren’t brought in, sorry. Azlee- Bring me in. Me- Justin is going to purpose to Lesley after Zembermen walks across the stage. There are going to be fireworks and basic, over the top Justin style. “Raymond Romeo Rivera.” “Ah Papi,” Azlee yells out. “Stephanie Bethany Rivers”

She might have realized that this is the last time and wanted it to work. I just hope, too. So, at least, I would be able to forget Gray. I also want to find someone and not be stuck with a guy I’ve never known. “Are you ready?” Roselia whispered to me as she helped me go down the copter. I was so thankful that I wore my sneakers tonight so I wouldn’t have to balance my weight with heels. Like I said, I didn’t bother wearing any fancy clothes for today’s date. I wore my usual outfit which included a black top and a white trousers paired with a white sneakers. I don’t really like spending much on clothes or everything, especially that our billions is not my money to spend. It’s my parents' mo

Rayy's men looked at each other in confusion, 'What's with Second Boss?' one of them asked his friend through the eyes. Others immediately replied, 'I don't know.' Rayy sighed harshly and said, "You guys will do this. I'm going back to New York today." "Bella, please find a plane ticket for New York now." Rayy said to his female assistant. Bella, although confused, but, still did what Rayy told her to do.

"From now on, I'll leave ranking up to you! But I have a small request. Can you create an account and play with me? I want to feel involved too." "Sure," Elena agreed casually. After a moment of thought, she lowered her voice. "We'll form a team of five. You can find three more people to join us, and I'll carry all four of you. I won't charge you a hundred bucks per game. Just find the people, and I'll charge you three thousand dollars to guarantee you reach the top rank. The other three will have to pay five thousand dollars each." As she spoke, Elena patted her on the shoulder.

At the party, friends teased us, asking when Rosalie Diaz and I would finally get married. I looked at her, smiling. She said nothing, and stiffly changed the subject. The friend who'd started the teasing glanced at me awkwardly, apology in his eyes. My smile didn't waver. I took a sip of my drink. I've always been a bit of a procrastinator, though not a hopeless one. So I decided to let Rosalie go. And to let myself go, too.

"Yvonne, will you marry me?" As the crowd erupted into cheers, I suddenly grabbed the microphone from the emcee. "Congratulations, Charles Jansen. You and your beloved first love have finally gotten your happy ending. And now, it's time for me to leave. "Charles, I don't love you anymore."

I get back in the car and we head straight for the motel so that we can get ready to leave and say goodbye to this place and the life that we knew. This is for you, Archie.