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It was but a simple curiosity and he would not spare his time and strength to take a look at a truth that neither concerned nor benefited him. "Yes, Master Lukas. I am Fade." The young girl answered. Only her feminine curves and voice could be perceived by the senses. "Fade, an apt name. Very well, take me to Master Zeke." Lukas commanded Fade. "Please follow me, Master Lukas." Fade said and was gone in an instant. The fluttering of the winds were the only ones left after her nimble steps. "An agile bird." Lukas commented and took two steps forward before his form crumbled into nihility.

But before long, the relief of realizing that it was a dream soon faded, and the despair of reality engulfed him again. Stacy had really left him. And she really offered him her blessings—even if he wasn't happy about it. Heartache struck him like a surging tide, leaving him breathless, his fingers trembling as he clutched his temples and cried helplessly, "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry… I've made a mistake, I understand that now… Stop hiding… Just let me see your face again, okay? I can't take it anymore…" But ever since that day, it was as if Stacy completely disappeared without a word, no matter how many favors he called to help with the search.

After that, they had to pick the things they needed for their engagement before having dinner with both pairs of parents to make things official. "Here's your favorite bubble tea. We'll arrive at the restaurant when you're done," Noah said. Elena smiled and took the bubble tea. She was about to poke the straw into it when she felt something prickle her forehead. Then, a strange yet familiar robotic voice rang out. "Good day, Ms. Frost. Mr. Reed is traversing the time-space tunnel. He'll arrive soon, so please prepare for that." The voice sounded unfamiliar, but the words it uttered weren't. It was hard to imagine Aaron had found a way to get to her after eight years apart. Elena's expression

The two of them used to go through the pages, saying that someday, when they were older, they'd show their grandkids the album and tell them about their love story. Nobody knew exactly when, but it had been long since the album got any new photos. Kayla watched everything turn to ash and smoke, feeling the part of her heart that held everything related to Winston fade, leaving nothing but an empty void. But it barely mattered since she didn't need it anymore. Kayla went to the hospital on the last day. She finished all the medication the doctor gave her and was too weak to stand on her own. As soon as she entered the ward, her body gave out, and she passed out. She stirred awake at some poin

If I were still alive, I was sure my tears would be streaming down my face by now. 'Sebastian, there will never be another Crystal in this world. Will you ever mourn for me?' I mused bitterly. ... Alice had fully awakened now. And as if pulled by some invisible force, I found myself stuck at Sebastian's side and had no choice but to helplessly watch as he wrapped his arms around her and sang a song, Little Nightingale, from my hometown. I couldn't help but shout inwardly in frustration, "Your Southpark accent is awful!"

Harry focus his attention back on his guitar as he plucks the strings again with his lips subtly pursed before pulls his head back close to the microphone, “The fridge light washes this room white. Moon dances over your good side, this was all we used to need. Tongue-tied like we’ve never known, telling those stories we already told ‘cause we don’t say what we really mean.” “We’re not who we used to be. We’re not who we used to be. We’re just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me.” He shuts his eyes as his brows crease again. “We’re not who we used to be. We’re not who we used to be. We’re just two ghosts swimming in a glass half empty, trying to remember how it feels to have a hear

Silence settled across the city. And then, faintly, softer than ever before, I heard it one last time. Not static. Not code. A voice. Gentle. Content. The system fading away completely, saying, “Happy life, my hosts.”

“You don’t talk. You don’t explain. You just show up and vanish like… like…” He straightened. The frozen world began to hum. A low vibration under her feet. “No,” she said quickly. “Don’t. Not yet.” He hesitated. For half a second, just half then his fingers brushed her wrist. Electric. Then he began to fade. “No, no, no… Fine shyt!” Fallon stood. “At least say something to me before leaving!” His body blurred, edges dissolving like smoke caught in light. The city snapped back into motion.

“The one who carries the light of the fallen line. Make us proud… and don’t get distracted.” Her voice echoed, fading into the light. “Wait—” I started, but everything began to dissolve. The forest, the light, her face — all of it vanished. And then— Darkness.

he scoffed, his desire evaporating as he dressed methodically. Moonlight streamed through the window. His gaze drifted to some distant point, and a bitter chuckle escaped him. Towering over me, he delivered his parting shot with biting sarcasm. "I'm no longer that pathetic dog you toyed with back then. No matter how much you despise me, you'll endure it." He could never understand that it wasn't despise. I was gravely ill. ... The roar of his car's engine faded into the night. I dragged myself up, gathering my scattered clothes, when my phone tumbled from a pocket, its screen glowing.