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He is currently attempting to teach Lina chess and losing control of the lesson. Elena stared at the message, then she looked up at the lobby ceiling where she knew, from her months in this building, that there were cameras covering every angle. Then, with a small smile on her face, she looked back at her phone. She typed back: *Are you watching me on the security feed right now.* Eamon's response came immediately. *I prefer the word observing. It sounds less like surveillance* Freya glanced at Elena's face when she noticed Elena had gotten a little distracted. "Good news?"

Watching the island. To Be Continued...

So why was I feeling like this? The chorus of idontwannabeyouanymore erupted from my phone. I hadn't even realised the song was playing, I closed my eyes as Billie Eilish sang: If I love you was a promise, Would you break it if you're honest? Tell the mirror what you know she's heard before. I don't wanna be you anymore.

See you soon! Final chapter soundtrack: Hostage- Billie ellish

My lips curled into a sneer as I sent her a message. I wrote, "Congratulations, Colette. You finally made it to Frederick's side. Anyway, you've only got one month left before the radiation eats you alive. Enjoy your last moments. "And tell Frederick he's no different. The two of you are walking hand-in-hand toward the grave." With that, I tossed my phone aside and ignored the wave of panicked calls that followed. Then, I got into the car I had called and headed to the countryside. Five months had passed, yet nothing out here had changed. The bloodstains on the tracks had been scrubbed clean, not a trace left behind.

"I like this plan." Uncle still looked hesitant. "And how do we get her to accept?" Lisa tossed a burner phone on the table. "We send her a video. Amelia, you're going to challenge her directly. Taunt her. Make it personal." I picked up the phone, feeling the weight of the situation settle on me. "Let’s make a video then." The camera focused on me, the dim light casting shadows on my face. I leaned forward, smirking. "Morana," I began, my voice steady, "you've been hiding behind your men for too long. You think you're untouchable. That fear keeps you safe."

Harold, however, had been stirred awake by the commotion. "Mom, it's Daddy," he said, holding out his smartwatch. Beverly reached out and took it. "You have school tomorrow—go shower and get to bed. I'll put the watch by your bedside when I'm done." Seeing that Beverly remained unfazed by Evan's call, Harold nodded in relief and returned to his room. Beverly carried the smartwatch upstairs. Since its speaker volume was low, she switched it to hands-free mode. "James and I have discussed it, and we have one condition."

Chapter Name : The Battle Song : Copycat Artist : Billy Elish Lyrics : Don't be cautious, don't be kind You committed, I'm your crime Push my button anytime You got your finger on the trigger, but your trigger finger's mine Silver dollar, golden flame Dirty water, poison rain Perfect murder, take your aim I don't belong to anyone, but everybody knows my name By the way You've been uninvited 'Cause all you say Are all the same things I did Copycat tryna cop my manner Watch your back when you can't watch mine Copycat tryna cop my glamour Why so sad, bunny? Can't have mine Call me calloused, call me cold You're italic, I'm in bold Call me cocky, watch your tone You better love me 'cause you're

Ines Sutherland's gaze moved from the divorce agreement on the table to me. Her voice was full of impatience. "Arthur Weber, stop being unreasonable. My sister is gone. Taking care of Marcus is the proper thing to do." Marcus Pierce panicked and pushed the gold watch back toward Ines. "Ines, take the watch back. Do not let me cause trouble between you and Arthur." As he spoke, he covered his face and began to cry. "I just have a miserable life. Your sister died too early. I deserve to be alone forever..."