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MORGAN'S POV I hadn't expected a mini party when I came back. Confetti exploded in the air, colorful bits of paper and glitter all littered on the floor. A loud should of "Welcome back!" Rang through the air, and I couldn't help the small smile on my lips. "Thank you, everyone," I said, scanning the faces of my workers. They looked happy to see me, and while I didn't understand that, I was glad. "Miss Rosewood! You're back!"

Tawny began to tremble violently, her eyes filled with fear and panic. She tried to break free from Mallory's grip, her voice quivering as she said, "What are you talking about? I don't know what you're talking about! You must have the wrong person!" Mallory sneered, "Wrong person? I remember clearly. You gave me money to beat up that old man. Isn't your name Tawny? Now that I'm being chased by the gang, you want to act like nothing happened? No way!" Tawny looked at me in panic, stammering, "Zander, don't listen to his nonsense. Please help me get rid of him."

3RD POV: Meanwhile during the arrest. . “Go back and do better ... .love and take care of your sister…..listen to Lydia, protect and cherish her, she has been there for you since day one, so love her with all your heart…..Prioritize everyone you see in your room as soon as you wake up. Forgive everyone like your mother who put you in this condition but keep at a distance and never forget.This is a second chance for you to live better and go about having a happy life. It's not your time to go, so RETURN BACK!”

If it had been before, I would have definitely refused this company's decision, even if they offered me better pay and a higher position. But after these three years, my heart had completely healed. So I gladly accepted the company's arrangement. The day before returning home, I messaged my old friend and colleague, Mitchell. "I'm coming back tomorrow. How are Mr. Guerra and the others?" Mitchell was beyond excited about my return. We talked for three solid hours, and he couldn't wait for me to board that plane.

he said which caused me to chuckle darkly and ask him "Who asked you to touch my damm weapons"l asked codly which caused him to tremble what a chicken how did even survive the recruitment test he can't even manage his feeling. When l saw he was not gonna respond anytime soon l spoke again"You really are testing my patience if you do not answer me immediately l will make sure you will never see the sun ever again " This causes his eyes to widen as he quickly said"Am sorry don it was my idea l wanted to try using the new gun and accidently pressed the trigger "

"Are you having a good time?" Alexandra heard a husky voice ask from behind. The music in the club made it rather difficult to hear him. The flickering lights weren't helping either. "What!?" She yelled out, hoping he would hear her over the music. He smirked before letting out a chuckle. "I asked if you were having a good time!" He shouts. This time, she heard him a lot better than the first. Alexandra took a sip from my drink and smiled.

She wondered if she should offer him a towel not like she had any to begin with, she could see the black ink peeking from under his collar and she felt her mouth getting dry the moment her eyes caught the sight of his light brown eyes. “You seem to have zoned out” he spoke and Sarah felt butterflies in her stomach at the deep undertone it carried with it, she licked her dry lips before speaking. “Sorry. What were you saying?” she asked and when she tried to remember what she had been thinking about she had no idea. It was as if she just hadn't counted the number of freckles she found on his face. “Do you have any towels laying around, it's getting a little irritating” he said pulling the dre

"You're a cripple now, so let's see how you're going to fight me now." Suddenly, his hand tilted, and the entire glass of scalding hot milk poured over my arm. A sharp, burning pain exploded through my nerves as I grunted in pain, and my crutch slipped from my grip. I lost balance and crashed heavily to the floor. A searing agony ripped through my leg, and cold sweat from pain soaked my back. But what broke me more was the music box that tumbled from my arms and clattered onto the floor with a crisp crack.

I wouldn't be taken captive! "You'll regret this." Furious anger roared through me. I felt Snow's fury as well, fueling me on. I yanked my arms together, using the trolls' strength against them, and flipped over, so I faced them. Flapping my wings, I used my magic to make my wings pointy, like swords, jamming them in the eyes as I stepped forward. In unison, they screamed out in pain, lessening their grip on my arms. I slapped my hands together, knocking the disoriented trolls into each other. They crumbled to the ground. I stomped down, crushing their oversized heads into a dark, pulpy puddle.

I ask, looking up at Taylor. "Sure." He shrugs, starting to strum. I recognise Metallica's 'Enter Sandman', but it is unlike any version I have heard before. The music raises goosebumps on my arms, and I find myself singing along softly. As he finishes, he looks down at me with a soft smile. I find myself melting under his gaze.