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could speak again, Jon interrupted, "I see, thank you doctor. Please make sure everything is done for her'' he paused and grabbed his wallet from his pocket on the left arm side of the suit, "Here is my card, please call me for anything." The doctor seemed amazed. "Mr. Albertson, we will do whatever needs to be done to help her." he shook his hand and then turned to Cathy. "Your mother will soon be all right, dear." "Thank you," she replied, and the doctor excused himself. Jon went back to his seat and looked at Cathy. He then started a conversation with her. "Catie," he called her. She turned to him and sat beside him. "Thank you for taking my mom here, and for accompanying me. You can go

He tried to take my hand to slap his own face, but I pulled away. "Sterling, we shouldn't even be talking about love right now. If we're being honest, why don't you ask if I hate you?" I pulled out the contract I had taken with me and threw it in his face. "Mr. Knight, your love is too expensive! So expensive it costs someone's life and the blood and sweat of an entire company's workforce! "My father, my family's years of hard work—all destroyed by your hands. Fine, I guess the winner takes all when it comes to business. The Frost family lost because we weren't skilled enough. I accept that!"

Someone like you—" "Victor, shut your damn mouth!" Luca snapped. He stormed over and drove a punch straight into Victor's face. "Today isn't just the old Don's death anniversary. It's also Lydia's birthday. Ever since the old Don died, she hasn't celebrated it once. What the hell is wrong with her receiving a gift?" - The blow snapped Victor's head to the side. With it, fragments of memory surfaced from somewhere deep in his mind. They came back like shattered glass, scraping across his chest and leaving a thousand fine cuts.

"And these things are bad for you." He scrunched it in his fingers and swallowed it whole. "Very nice," Miaka sneered at him. "I can do what I want you know?" They all disagreed quietly in their own ways. Only Eigen spoke up. "Careful, if you wont want me to reprogrmme you for the seventheenth time." Miaka shuggered and nodded, afraid of losing more memories. Each memory she lost was a physical pain. A hole in her empty brain and heart.

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"We'll tag her, let her rest a few days, get her weight back up and let her back out." I go to stand back up and he's instantly got one hand under my elbow and the other on my back. I roll my eyes again. This is our fifth try at having a child. I'm 37 years old now so this one is even more high risk than the others, "geriatric" as my OB called it, eye roll. But I'm fine, as I keep telling Leo. He's just worried, understandable. "Time for you to put your feet up." Tells me as he leads me back to the house. "I'll get started on dinner and then check on our guest."

Out in the yard, a garden of roses was still in bloom. That rose garden had been a surprise gift from 28-year-old Sam. He had told me, “These are Scottish green roses. They represent a love that never fades. Just like mine for you. Hazel, I swear right here in this garden that I’ll never let you down.” I laughed and asked him, “And what if one day you do?” He thought for a moment before replying, “Then you destroy the whole rose garden. And never forgive me.” Now, that garden in my heart, once so vibrant and full of life, had reached the end of its bloom. The petals were falling, one by one.

Around that time, Grayson learned from Vidar that while my injuries weren't life-threatening, I'd lost the pup because of the incident. Grayson was consumed with regret for how he'd neglected me while doting on Bella. Now that he'd finally realized his mistake, he'd turned the whole pack upside down looking for me, but found nothing. I scoffed when I heard this. He was panicking now? Where was all that concern when it actually mattered? "We cut the mate bond. There's nothing between us anymore, so what he's going through now means nothing to me." Hearing the ice in my voice, Grayson snatched the phone from Vidar's hand. His voice was ragged and heavy with regret.

But the storm wasn’t over. His father-in-law “Harold Hayes" a man whose fortune had bought him arrogance as thick as his waistline, leaned back in his chair. He swirled his wine lazily, the red liquid catching the chandelier light like blood. His voice was calm, but his disdain was sharper than a blade.

“Kaelen will find me.” The reflection’s gaze softened. “If you linger, he will forget you.” The words hit harder than a physical blow. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “He wouldn’t.” “He must,” the reflection said gently. “That is how the living survive the lost.” A tremor rippled through the realm, distorting the silver sky. Thunder echoed faintly, but not from above — from beyond. A sound that did not belong here. It was faint but familiar — the rhythm of a heartbeat that matched her own.