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Roman POV By midnight, I couldn't take it anymore. The silence. The door between us. The look in her eyes when she saw the blood on my hands. So I called Alex. “Meet me at that place near Seventh,” I said. “Need to get out of my fucking head.” Half an hour later, we were inside—sweaty bodies pressed together, bass heavy enough to crack bones, lights strobing like broken memories. The place reeked of perfume, smoke, and cheap intentions.

“That’s because no matter where we are, no matter what happens next...our hearts will always meet in the same place.” She swallowed, her pulse unsteady. “And where is that?” His blue eyes burned into hers. “With each other.” Elena’s breath hitched. Because it was true. They had fought. They had bled. They had broken. But in the end, their hearts had always found their way back. And now, finally, they were exactly where they were meant to be. The End!

"Halfway is not a stopping point. It is the place where you can see both ends of the journey at the same time. Look back and see how far the start is. Look forward and see how much remains. This is the only moment you will have both views at once. Use it." * * * On Wednesday evening, the night before they leave for Utah, Tara sits at the kitchen table after everyone is asleep and she does the thing she has not done in exactly fifty chapters of this life: she takes stock.

I stopped near a bench and sat down to catch my breath. I checked the message. It was from Douglas. Douglas: Mind if we meet today? I stared at the screen for a moment. This was my chance. I wanted to take things slow, but if this was how things were meant to go, then I would definitely go along with it. Me: No, I don’t mind. Douglas: Great! Midnight Café, across Downhill Mountain. See you by 10 a.m. I stared at the message for a few seconds. Then I slipped my phone back into my pocket, let out a quiet breath, and continued jogging.

“Then tell me… what am I supposed to do?” “If you really want to see me,” I said after a long pause, my voice steady, “go and get that burial plot I told you to buy. We’ll meet there one last time.” The day we agreed to meet, the sky was dark with clouds. The burial plot Isaac had purchased was located on the outskirts of the city. The surroundings were peaceful, lined with tall pine trees swaying gently in the wind. This was the only respect I could give the child who never had the chance to come into this world.

"Congratulations to both of you." "Was it good to meet me?" Adrian asks softly like he knows I'm lying, like he felt what I felt. "Yes," I lie, and I leave before anyone can see me shaking. I didn't go to the office, I can't, instead I went home. I stand at my window overlooking Central Park, my body vibrating with something I don't have a name for. My phone buzzes. A text from an unknown number. You felt it too. Don't pretend you didn't. Let’s meet tomorrow for coffee by 9 AM. The place is on Spring Street, Come alone… A

I slept during those lengthy hours! After realizing that the man in front of me wasn't lying, I immediately search my phone. I have lots of miscalls from dad, mom and Aziel. And it was already 11:59 pm. I only have seconds left to enjoy my life. "You should go home.” I suddenly realized something that I almost forgot. I never saw any other man this day aside from my dad. The date written on my right palm says that I will meet my other half today. Does it mean that it was Dr. Alvidarez?

She makes me whole “Now I can see that my work here is done” She says as she starts to walk through the meadow. A door appears and we both go through it. We find ourselves in a room like neither of the others. Her in this room half of it is painted into a deep grey. The grey is so dark that it nearly shines black. The other half of the room is like an orange ray of sunshine. The color is unique and beautiful. A sense of déjà vu hits me as I stare at it.

To choose me just once. That part of me says yes before the rest of me can stop it. "Ten minutes," I say. "That is all you get." "Thank you. Can we meet? Somewhere public. Wherever you are comfortable." I think about this. About letting him into my space. Into the life I have built without him. Then I decide no. If we are going to do this, it will be on neutral ground. "There is a coffee shop on the corner of Fifth and 52nd. I will meet you there tomorrow at two."

Josh snapped his fingers as he replied. "Yeah. Have you?" "Well, if I haven't, I would not have known her works, duh." "What about you, Ashley?" "Well, I read both but I like MEETING MR ICE more than the second book. Part two of the book will be out according to what she wrote at the end." "Hmm. I really love that part. Hopefully, Allen will find Jane before things go wrong." The doorbell rang and it got their attention "Who can it be? Did you invite anyone?" Sammie asked with her mouth full.