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My blood went cold at his words, and my fingers turned numb as I snatched his phone to look. “Play it back and you’ll see it.” He said, now laughing about it, and I did; all that came out of my mouth was "Dear God," as I stared at the sight of Mira running into the water before she began to transform, before she was fully submerged, and a voice could be heard as they captured her footage. “Oh, my God!” I staggered as Alec laughed again, saying I could not possibly believe the video and that it was clearly AI. I didn’t let him finish and asked where he got this and before he could answer, I could see it was from some group.

Especially the four men who are in the group, namely Nox Cyril from Cyril family who are very influential in the business world, Lucas Aland is a teenage model who has been famous since childhood, Franss Vessalius is a talented child in the field of IT, and Owen Blouse from a well-known family in the field of medicine. On the other hand, Larissa Klariss is a Klariss family of famous designers. Not to forget also with the bright brown-eyed girl, although Evelina is fairly simple. She has an IQ of 200 since childhood and she has received many science awards. Not only that, she has a very beautiful appearance. So, no wonder many people like her. Because today is the first day of school so they

Anything. “Or when she made us chase her around, drew us those silly stick figures. She drew you with purple hair, remember that?” Memories flooded like flashes of the camera, Mir’s eyes prickling with some newfangled emotions. He threw whatever was left in the glass into his mouth before banging it against the counter.

“Thanks for the PSA. I’ll be sure to send him a thank-you card.” Another guy, shorter but just as confident, chimed in. “Seriously though, Faith. You’re like the Mona Lisa—everyone’s trying to figure out what’s behind that mysterious smile.” “Wow, that’s original,” I replied, deadpan. “Did you G****e that, or did it just come to you in a moment of divine inspiration?” The group burst out laughing, and the first guy tried again. “Alright, how about this? Are you a magician? Because every time I see you, everyone else disappears.”

This is what love does to someone like me it destroys me from the inside out. Timothy's black sports car sits in the circular driveway, and I wonder if Madison is inside with him right now. Probably planning their future together while laughing about the pathetic Omega who thought she had a chance. My phone buzzes with another notification. Someone has created a meme using a screenshot from the video my face photoshopped onto a picture of a homeless dog peering through a restaurant window. The caption reads: "When you're an Omega but think you deserve Alpha attention." The comments are even worse:

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Yes, accept it. At some point, you are going to have to accept that there are words like faith, like hope and that there are even those things that they are calling miracles. Yet there are people; some might call them beings that play with the lives of others in their hands. This, my dear Mirabelle will be an evil that will come for us. But my love. I can now honestly say that this evil, you should stay at bay. You might think you are going to tear Mirabelle and me apart, where in fact, you will only bringing us stronger and closer towards each other.

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The mirror awaits me, faithful. I look at myself again. My eyes do not tremble. My mouth neither. I reach out my hand, touch the cold surface of the glass. A word crosses my mind, limpid and without remorse: Finally. Then I sit down, straight, motionless. And I wait for what comes next.

“No!” “Yes,” Landon said. “Someone titled it ‘Espresso Yourself—To Death.’ It’s got twelve thousand views already.” Suzi couldn’t breathe, laughing so hard tears started streaming down her cheeks. “Max! You’re going viral!” Max buried his face in his hands. “I swear, if anyone tags me…” “They already did,” Landon said. “Your name’s in the caption. ‘Local businessman’s café explodes in mocha mayhem.’ Congratulations. You’re a meme.”