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I closed my eyes, trembling as tears escaped and fell into the food. "Happy birthday, Eleanor Shaw," I whispered to myself. "Keep moving forward—onward forever. Even if no one loves you, there's still light at the end of the tunnel. As Jeffrey said, you have enjoyed over 20 wonderful years of wealth and privilege. You've had it good." Just like that, I repeated words of comfort to myself as I wiped away my tears. I moved all my belongings that I had sorted out over the past two weeks in the living room.

I picked it up and read the title. Thousand moments to die by Alina Gupta. "You've read this?" I lifted my eyes up to see him nodding. Of course, he would read it. His best friend wrote it. "It was a heartbreaking novel." I was shocked when I learned about Alina writing. It wasn't something I knew about. Hell most of the school didn't know Alina write. When in the start of the year, I saw it on f*, I was curious to read it. I bought it and I ended it in a day.

I read the card. The delicacy of the petals of these Lilies is nothing compared to the softness of your skin. That bastard! Okay, okay, I know what you are thinking. The message on the card is sweet, so why am I cursing him out? Well, because I am angry, okay? Not just angry, I'm enraged. All I wanted was a normal life with a nice normal boyfriend. But all I got now was an overbearing boss who doesn't know how to take a no for an answer, and well...Mark. My life is in shamble. These flowers just reminded me that not only I was hurt by the person I loved, but I am also being harassed at work, and there's nothing I can do about it.

Relief and joy washed over me, and I couldn't wait to share the news with Ashley. "Congratulations, Nina!" she exclaimed when I told her. "I knew you could do it!" Her words meant the world to me. With a job secured and a place to stay, I felt like I was finally getting my life back on track. It wasn't easy, but I was proud of how far I had come. Working at the café was a new experience, but I enjoyed it. The customers were friendly, and I quickly found my place behind the counter. Each day brought new challenges and opportunities to learn, and I embraced them with enthusiasm.

I might as well throwing pillows at him, for he reacts like nothing is happening. "You must not value your life if you think lying is going to set you free." he says, as he throws me on the ground hard. A crumpled piece of paper is thrown at my feet, and I cough, trying to clear my throat. "READ IT." he orders, throwing something against the furthest wall from us. It breaks down, crumbling to pieces, and I flinch, grabbing the note with shaking hands. Reading it carefully, my hands tighten on the crumpled parchment:

Bethany lowered her head and cried for a long time. I sent her the studio's address and contact information, then stood. "Work hard. Stop thinking about things you shouldn't. Life is long. Don't waste your time on someone else's man." I turned and left. Outside the cafe, the sunlight was bright. The comments exploded. [The villainess repaid resentment with kindness???] [I'm crying. She helped Bethany.] ["You don't even count as a supporting character in my life" is so fierce.]

"No! She just popped up in some obscure landing in Alaska. Who dafuq lives in Alaska?" "Not now, Colt!" I read over his shoulder while the others turned to their own devices to start digging. "Seems like the right age and everything but nothing else to go on." "Yeah, but that place, places like that aren't easy to come by. It says here that the land out there cost a pretty penny. Even if they're mostly living off the grid." "I'm not surprised. Her mother left her a shit ton of money so she could move around as much as she wants. She can live off the grid if she wants to; she doesn't have to work a day in her life."

And I wish I can do something to make their lives better. There is absolutely nothing interesting in my life as of the moment. Seriously, I am not pathetic to go after Samuel. I don't think that I need a fucking love life. My life has been great without him. I just have to focus my energy in something more productive with my life. I decided to work on a new book and I think it's going to be great. And I think I am out for fucking blood. I want to write a story about a stalker who kills people he thinks is going to ruin his perfect love story. This would book will not be a walk in the park so I need help from my editor.

I would love to know what you love about this book. My new book, "The Don's Runaway Bride," will be live soon on the Goodnovel app. Meanwhile, here is a sneak peek of a few chapters of the book. . . The Don's Runaway Bride . Today is the worst day of my life! Maybe I should rephrase that. Today is one of the worst days of my life. Because I’m very certain that with my present predicament, there will be days worse than this.

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