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I was a CEO. I felt like strange things kept happening to me as of late. I noticed that a woman kept showing up everywhere I went. Of course, I was an extremely handsome, wealthy, and talented billionaire. It was only natural for me to be surrounded by women of all sorts. But that woman was different. Why? Well, I'd never met such an oddball in my entire life. She tripped over nothing and fell right in front of me on her first day of work. The coffee she was holding ended up splashing all over my suit.

I hired a cab because walking was not an option. The café’s name was Hana. It was the name of his dead wife. He was a widower at the age of twenty-one. They married early when they found out that Hana had little time to live. She had a very weak heart and that led her to death. I was a witness of their love story considering Colton was my best friend since high school. The door jingled reminding them that another customer had come. The café was not that busy and had little customers which was expected since it was in the middle of the day. The people were either at work or at school.

She forced herself to sit up and pushed her hand forward to get the book back. Tony came towards her and waved the book in front of her face. She leapt forward to grab it, but he pulled his hand back and tore it apart in half. He threw it on her face and they all went away, still throwing insults and laughing at her. She couldn't process anything else other than the fact, that her barbie coloring book was gone. Tears kept falling her eyes, when she grabbed the two pieces from the floor and sniffed seeing them. Why were they doing this to her? Why did Daniel say that they were doing it because she was too weak? Why was she so weak?

White trash. Somehow, the situation went from tragic to humorous as I began to fantasize about appearing on Maury Povich. The first show, I'd take the picture from the newspaper, the one of me in the arms of Left and Right, looking particularly raunchy with my nipple playing hide and seek, and I'd beg them-or anyone who knew them-to come forward with their identity. I'd offer a reward.

Flopping down on the couch next to Addy, Shea put her feet up on the coffee table and asked, “Now, what are we going to do about that creep Barto Luciani?” Brooklyn looked up from her laptop where she had been typing and said, “I’m writing an article about him now, so I’m hoping to get it published on the site. Then everyone will read it and see what a creepy pervert he is.” “Good thinking, Brooklyn,” Shea said, pointing at her. “I plan on letting Colleen, the shop’s owner, know what happened and see if I can convince her to stop ordering from him. That should hit him where it hurts.”

“Excuse me, what did you just say to me?” The Plastic barbie asked, sounding offended. “Oh I’m sorry I didn’t mean that. I’m Sophia Romano and you.” I said with a smile on my face. “Oh you're related to Lucas.” She said, sounding disgusted in a way if I didn’t hear wrong but relieved at the same time. “His sister actually and you.” I inquired, tilting my head a little to the side.

DANI Life is strange. Life is full of surprises. Bad surprises. Just last week, Natalie was planning to throw a small barbecue party with her friends and family today. Work had been stealing all her time and she needed a break. Little did she know that she would be in a casket with her friends and family mourning her.

It was a mesmerizing sight, and I couldn't tear my eyes away. "Happy Birthday, Rhianne," the drones spelled out the words in neat rows, and the car fell into silence. Today was also Rhianne's birthday. We were born on the same day and mistakenly switched at birth. With this knowledge, they still chose to give me nothing. "Ms. Shaw, isn't it your birthday too?" asked the driver in a stupor as it dawned on him. I lifted my phone and snapped a photo of the scene before me. "It doesn't matter. Let's go."

"Yara, I heard you're leaving because of me. Please don't. Mr. Cromwell really loves you. He can't live without you. I'm sorry. I'll resign today, okay?" She grabbed a blank sheet off Derrick's desk and started pretending to write a resignation letter. I couldn't help it—I laughed. But Derrick didn't see through her. He rushed over, snatched the paper and pen from her like some knight in shining armor. "This has nothing to do with you. You're innocent. If anyone should leave, it's not you." Molly blinked dramatically. "But if Yara goes... what'll happen to the company?" "I don't believe the company can't run without her."