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"That was a recording." Our parents hadn't gone out of town after all. When the quake struck, they rushed back to the villa to save me. The shards of the silver chandelier had pierced them beyond healing. But with the last of their strength, they had held the roof up through the night, keeping it from crushing me. Due to severe blood loss, they knew they wouldn't survive. So, they recorded their voices, replaying them again and again at my side to keep me awake. Raymond, meanwhile, had been away studying in another pack, untouched by the quake.

"Back to Lydia, what's the plan?" "I'll see what I can do." She shrugged and sunk low in her seat. "That doesn't sound reassuring," he said as they stopped at a red traffic light. Something about ninety days was playing on the radio. Liam thought the artist is P!nk; he couldn't be so sure, though. But he knew the song because for two years straight, it was Holly's anthem. Eden fidgeted in her seat and played with her hair while she sang along. Liam was surprised she could make out the lyrics even with the volume turned down so low.

His voice was low and strained. "Mira, your mom woke up asking for the song." I stopped in the middle of the parking lot. "The Last Firework?" "The old version," he said. "The one you two made when you were little. She keeps saying she wants to hear it before she sleeps." My mother had been in hospice for three weeks.

"Not until I know for certain. I don't want to hand you a name that might be wrong and watch it wreck something that doesn't deserve to be wrecked." He doesn't say the name out loud. He doesn't have to, not for me to understand that whatever peace tonight bought us, it just ran out completely.

Niamh tried to pull Beau away, but he clung to the box with all his strength. Suddenly, the box toppled over. Plastic straws spilled out in all directions, scattering across the stage. Among the straws was a pink sticky note that fluttered to the floor. The words on the note were caught by the camera, and it was projected onto the large screen for everyone to see. It wrote, "You think 200 bucks is enough to make someone stay up all night building a space fortress? Dream on!" Beau collapsed onto the stage floor, staring in shock as the straws rolled across the floor.

She was so close, teetering on the very edge of oblivion. "Oh fuck," she moaned into the kiss. "Daddy, fuck..." She wrenched her lips from his, her head falling back as the climax approached with terrifying speed. Her entire body went rigid, every muscle coiled tight as the pleasure built to an impossible peak. "I'm g oing to come," she cried out, the words torn from her throat. "Come for me, darling. Come for Daddy."

“You mean mine. You forfeited your place when you left. You’re nothing but a ghost here.” “Then why do you look nervous?” I took a slow step and closed the space between us. He had to tilt his chin upward to keep his eyes locked. “That’s because you knew that the moment I stepped foot in this building, there was no place left for you.” His face stiffened. I brushed past him, slamming my shoulder into his to send a message. Alexander didn’t say anything else after that. The night, the sky was painted in shades of grey as rain drizzled and pattered against my car. I slipped into the driver’s seat. The coordinates that Father’s assistant sent glowed on the dashboard with a message attached:

"Mom, please don't make things hard for her. I'll get better. We can't cancel the wedding." Michelle, out of control, yelled at Loretta, "We can't touch you since Garrett's protecting you. But if you can't save him, we have ways to make you join him in the grave!" Loretta nodded, trembling. There was a flash of steel in her eyes. This was her last lifeline. She had to hold on to it!

I curled up, murmuring a yes. As he got dressed, I could not help but ask, my voice barely hiding my hurt, "Walter, if you don't make it back tonight, does that mean I play one of my 'forgiveness cards'?" I looked up at him, trying to steady my quivering voice. He tied his tie with practiced ease, his smile as unwavering as always. "You go ahead and use it." Walter ran his fingers through his hair, seemingly unfazed. "I'll be back before you know it, no need for 'forgiveness cards' today!"

“Beyond the door There's peace, I'm sure And I know there'll be no more Tears in heaven Would you know my name If I saw you in heaven? Would you be the same If I saw you in heaven? I must be strong And carry on 'Cause I know, I don't belong Here in heaven” I break my eye lock and wipe the remaining tears as the song ends. Lucius puts the guitar down. “Alright pups. Off to bed.” “Awe, come on, Alpha Lu. One more.”