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Chapter Sixty “Babe, I think that you’re overthinking this. I’m sorry but I don’t see what you do in that picture.” Daykan said softly. Naomi sighed in frustration and took a step back from him. She vigorously shook her head. “I know that isn’t what you want to hear.” Daykan continued, “But it’s the truth.” Naomi paused for a second. She began hopefully, “Maybe if I showed someone else the picture, they would agree with m…”

Her dress was a mix of red and black giving all the dominant and submissive vibe. This is how we were preparing for the night. Walking down at the home like a hooker or a bar dancer. Daya went to mix the drink and I settle my ass down spreading all the junk and food item on a tray. While the time she was back, I had already chosen the movie. This time, we decided to watch '365 days' not because it was new, but because the aczor was handsome as hell. She was back and settle beside me, and covering her big frame over me like a panda. Though she was larger in surface but for frame she was bigger.

I said as I passed my hand through my hair and looked at my make up smudged face. I could hear the excited screams outside and I knew that people had started spinning the wheel. I wasn't in the mood to go back in there, I needed to go home. Nate will drive me home and I'll just try to move on from this breakup. The irony of being dumped on a Date-A-Thon hit me so hard that I had no joy in me. " There some things I need to tell you about Rex" Nate said pulling me out of my thoughts. " Like what?"

I dragged myself forward with my broken leg while gathering the children's belongings, speaking softly to them. "Nate, make sure you look after Cece when you're up there. Have fun with all the superhero figures and teddy bears over there." That day, Lionel Brooks was about to leave with Fiona Smith and her child. In the rubble, my son, Nate Brooks, lay with a steel beam piercing his small chest, blood dripping. He looked at me and asked, "Mommy, will Daddy come back soon?"

Keith said in conclusion as he rose to his feet. "Oh, I'm also taking Jennabeth along." I hope y'all had a great read. Thank you for reading "Sixty Days With You." It truly had been sixty days with y'all. To read more of my books, check out the new MM Romance book I recently released titled ' KILLIAN'S GAME.' You'd love it and I promise it's a happy ending!!

Brandon smile and kiss my lips. "Yea now I want to enjoy my Highschool Days"I say . "With You" "With me?" "Yea With You" The End Thanks everyone who support my work ,I really get a very unaccepted feedback from you Thanks for reviews ,and thanks for your views , stay tune and follow my other work , love you all stay safe and happy .

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POV Millie It’s here. The dreaded day of June 22nd has arrived like it does every year. I’ll get the sympathy texts from family like I do every anniversary. It’s bittersweet to receive the messages because I know it’s coming from a loving place but on the other hand, I’m the one that took my mom's life, it's sad and humiliating through and through. June 22nd is always the same routine, I cry myself to sleep the night before, wake up absolutely distraught like the event happened only hours ago, and play every minute of the day in my mind the same way it did that day. I go into self-destruction mode and watch the clock remembering what I was doing at that exact moment. For example, it’s curren

It rains for three days straight. Lagos turns grey, the street outside their flat floods up to ankle height, and NEPA behaves like usual — gone more than it’s on. Jake doesn’t go to the mechanic shop. Oga called and said "wait till road clear." So he spends the morning fixing the leaking sink with tape and cursing under his breath. Rihanna sits on the counter watching, legs swinging, pretending to scroll her phone. The fan isn’t working, and the air is thick with humidity and the smell of wet cement from the balcony.