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Jessica's worst offense was ruining my wedding and causing my death. This time, I decided to make sure the engagement would be called off entirely. Over the weekend, Nathan had been taking Jessica to various high society events. News about him kept flooding the internet. "Mr. Nathan McKinley Spoils His Sister Endlessly! The Duo Attends the Leftwich Patriarch's Birthday Gala Together!" "Mr. Nathan McKinley Goes All Out for Love—Spotted at Yet Another Auction!" Social media was abuzz with chatter and full of envious comments about their so-called sibling bond.

I was beyond pissed by the time I reached the party. After searching for Miles everywhere, I finally found him. In a room, with another girl. I couldn't believe it. We weren't technically dating, but to me, we were. I felt completely heartbroken as I ran out of the house, crying, feeling like an idiot. Miles Carter was a notorious player and ladies' man. Why did I think I was any different? I was his best friend's sister, of course he wasn't going to stay with me. I'm just glad he didn't sleep with me and then do this after.

Several minutes later, I dropped my fifth bottle with a loud belch which made Jax laugh. My head was spinning but in a very good way, and my vision was all blurred and distorted. “I'm so … so … so… drunk!” I yelled and hiccuped. “Yeah, you have mentioned that before.” I tilted my head and looked at Jax, really looked at him. Something I barely allowed myself to do - but at least now I have alcohol to blame it on. I sighed. How is it allowed for a gay man to be so deliciously hot? How could a hot man like this be gay?

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oh". Dad didn’t know that years of lottery-based upbringing had already been carved into Asher’s bones. The side effects soon appeared. Dad suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage from overwork and was hospitalized. The nurse couldn’t reach Mom. So ten-year-old Asher was told to take Dad’s bank card to withdraw money to pay the hospital fees. Instead, Asher handed the lottery box to the nurse. "If you draw the long stick, I’ll listen to you and get the money. If you draw the short stick, then this card is mine. I want to buy nice sneakers."

Someone had slipped inside while I was looking at Harlow. Written on the front in an elegant, handwritten script were four words: "It's not over yet"

I noticed some of my teammates who were in the mini-computer laboratory in the left corner of the library. "Miss Scott," I think my form was ready now. I was thinking about what book I was about to borrow, but I end up grabbing the thin book with the title of “Sirius” I think that was the brightest star, 'cause I did not bring my paper bag and that would be very hard to carry then, I made my way to where the librarian was sitting. I put down the book on the receptionist's desk for her to record it. This was my second time borrowing a book from this library since I was used to going to the mini library at the Love story Café, which was the coffee shop that Sage and I used to visit whenever we