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Her eyes, which were already hopeless, flashed with a bit of hatred. She smiled slightly, and her tone was actually a bit playful. "Don't worry, I won't die before I completely make you feel disgusted.” Seeing the hatred in Amelia's eyes, Alex instantly lost his appetite. He shook Amelia off, stood up straight, and said word by word. "Amelia, I haven't played enough yet. I want to see how many lives you have left to play with me." Amelia was thrown to the edge of the bed, her body weak like a kite with a broken string, and she struggled to support herself and coughed a few times.

I’d make her feel me all over again. Because no matter what deal I made, no matter what game I lost, she was mine. And watching another man take what was mine was enough to burn the fucking world down.

Even though he never acknowledged or showed any affection towards me, my love for him transformed him. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I forced myself to say, "You used me as a naïve pawn in your games, and now that you've succeeded, you think it's time to discard me." "What f**g games, Vanessa?! You can't expect me to keep you forever. Forget those vows I made on the altar.. They're nothing but failed promises. I've never loved you, so you're never going to win my heart!" He spat, his voice piercing through my heart, confirming my worst fears. The room grew silent, the tension palpable as his icy words hung in the surrounding air.

Being naturally competitive, I must take first place in any game. So, when someone on the yacht suggests playing the no-looking-back game, everyone laughs and says I'm sure to win. The rule is that I stay where I am and can't turn around. If I do, I lose. My girlfriend, Selena Hodge, and good friend, Ivan Motley, stand behind me. Meanwhile, my older brother, Mack Carson, is in charge of finding a way to trick me into looking back. Not long after the game starts, Mack suddenly shouts, "Chuck, Selena is holding Ivan's hand!" When Mack sees that I don't even bat an eye, he says with a smile, "You're really not going to look back? Those two are already hugging." I remain unmoving. That is,

There was one rule in my family. Everything had to be fair. Whenever my older brother Kaiser and his twin sister Kelly thought our parents were showing even the slightest sign of favoritism, the two of them would get into a huge fight. As a result, everything in our household was strictly divided into two equal portions. One was for Kaiser, and the other was for Kelly. When I was little, I tugged on Mom's sleeve and asked, "What about me?" Mom immediately snapped at me. "Kaiser and Kelly are already giving me enough headaches. Can you not add to the trouble?" Later, our family bought a car. It had six seats and was just enough for all five of us. On the day of the Spring Hunt, I open

Their voices urging me to confess and surrender rose in a relentless chorus. "Exactly. The truth is already out. Denying it won't help. You might as well surrender." "If you take what isn't yours, you should be prepared to pay the price!" The excitement and triumph in Russell and Kristen's eyes were no longer concealed. Yet, there wasn't a trace of panic on my face. I simply said calmly, "Russell, you're lying. If I had secretly embezzled company funds long ago, our daughter would have already had her surgery and been cured.

"Winning at the cost of yourself means you don't exist anymore anyway. You've just built a trophy where your heart used to be." "Then you've never wanted anything badly enough." "Or I've wanted something badly enough to know that losing it would destroy me." He stepped away from the podium. Walked toward her, Slowly. "You think winning the scholarship will fix you, Mira. It won't. You'll just be a winner who's still alone." Mira's hands gripped the podium edges. "And you think losing yourself in someone else is better?" "I think losing yourself for someone else is different." He stopped in front of her. Close... too close. "I think there's a version of winning that includes someone standing

That was exactly why she had hated me for the last three years. Since I had lost the wager anyway, there was no point in hiding the truth any longer. "Your mother and I made a wager three years ago. As long as I married you, you wouldn't have to marry that cripple from the Pruitt family." The Cross family legacy, my parents… I had already lost the things I treasured most. I didn't want to lose the last person who mattered to me. But even after more than 20 years by her side, I still couldn't win.

He had more willpower than I ever had, and that was such a shame. I stared at him, my mind made up. I had been playing this game for two weeks now with him. The ball was literally in his court now. But I didn't want to back down. I had never liked losing. I loved winning my games. This was a game, and my prize was just underneath that dented pants. If this was a poker game, Ares would surely lose. All his cards were open for me to see. To feel. His erection was softly pressed up against my thigh as his eyes trailed up my body, searching.

I am not alone I’m not a stranger No, I am yours With crippled anger And tears that still drip sore But I do not want to be afraid I do not want to die inside just to breathe in I’m tired of feeling so numb Relief exists I found it when I was cut -Arcade by Duncan Laurence A broken heart is all that’s left I’m still fixing all the cracks Lost a couple of pieces when I carried it, carried it, carried it home I’m afraid of all I am My mind feels like a foreign land Silence ringing inside my head Please, carry me, carry me, carry me home I’ve spent all of the love I saved We were always a losing game Small-town boy in a big arcade I got addicted to a losing game Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh All I k