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she nods. I open the book and flip the first page and it's empty, I flip the next and on and on and it's empty I look up and ask Tabi what is going on and why she gave me and empty book but I was alone and I was, I don't know where I am, I get up from were I'm sitting and I man rushes pass me " excuse me, can you tell me where I am " but he doesn't respond and simply continues to run.

This timeline, I've been so focused on escaping—escaping my family, escaping the marriage, escaping the death I know is coming. But what am I escaping to? What life am I building on the other side of December 15th? What happens after I file for divorce, after I get my settlement, after I'm finally, truly free? Who is Claire when she's not defined by what she's running from? The question sits heavy in my chest all the way home. Damien is in the kitchen when I arrive, unpacking Thai food containers. "Extra spring rolls as promised," he says, not looking up. "And I got you the drunken noodles. Spicy."

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The doorway closed behind them without a sound. No lock. No echo. It simply vanished, as though it had never existed. Adrian looked ahead. The world beyond the First Study was unlike anything he had seen before. There was no sky. Above them stretched an endless ceiling of moving pages. Millions of sheets drifted silently through the darkness, each carrying words that shimmered like distant stars. The boy walked beside Adrian in complete silence. For several moments, neither of them spoke. Finally, Adrian broke the silence.

" TBC Brian wants to go back to bed after what just happen....Men! Xoxo Ivy My book OATH BOUNDED TO A MOBSTER Is out on NovelNow. Go read! Chapter 1 Henley I folded my hands as I leaned on the coffee machine, the mop handle nudged my stomach but I didn't budge. I had long finished mopping and cleaning the top floor. I watched the other table that was filled with blondes girls, ordering and eating like life was just a piece of cake. Well...kids born with silver spoons don't worry about life, it was up to us to worry about life. Life? Sometimes I wonder if I had one to worry about.

Blankets. Watched the ball drop. Kissed at midnight. No cameras. No court. Just us. *JAN 1* 12:01 AM New year. New apartment. New us. Nico: "Resolutions?" Me: "Boring." Nico: "Same." *LAST THOUGHT* 11:59 PM My name is Aria Bennett. And today I moved in with the boy who chose me over his last name. We have 2 bedrooms. One bed.

He closed his eyes with the pain and when he opened them again, the sight of the dog met him. The dog came to him and healed the small joint injuries that were still left from the time the Guards took him. The injuries they inflicted were permanent, which no one could heal. He felt relieved, but then looked at a book. This was a unique book, not like the one he had seen before. It did not have the names of both of them. It only showed his name. This book was about him.

Before you spend another two months decorating a city he is supposedly moving you to that he has not even decided to go to himself. End of chapter 40

Three Weeks Later Emilia It had been over three weeks since I moved into the motel, and in a strange way, it felt like a small awakening. Not the kind that comes with happiness, but the kind that forces you to open your eyes whether you want to or not. I had learned how quiet nights could be. I had learned how loud my thoughts were when there was no one around. Most of all, I had learned that I could survive without the mansion, without Julian, without the life I once thought I needed.

" Without waiting for their reaction, I turned around and walked straight into the bathroom. In my new life, I only want to live for myself. After a while, Baron's voice came faintly from the doorway. "The rain's too heavy. I'll take Michelle home first. Get some rest. I'll be back later." The sound of running water mixed with the clear click of the wooden door opening and closing. The ache in my chest had completely disappeared. After finishing my shower and getting changed, I reached up to the top shelf of the bookcase and pulled down a thick book. Inside it was everything I had saved over the years. Most of Baron's salary had gone to Michelle. What little remained had been given to his mo