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SYNOPSIS Jorie thought she had the perfect life—a loving boyfriend, a loyal best friend, and a future she had sacrificed everything to build. Until betrayal sends her to her grave. Given a second chance five years before her death, Jorie decides this time she will live for herself. She'll keep her sweet smile, hide what she knows, and make the two people who ruined her life pay for every sacrifice she made. Then she meets Cassian Vale, her dangerously charming new boss. Cold, powerful, and impossible to read, Cassian seems determined to get closer to her. But just when Jorie begins falling for the one man who makes her feel safe, mysterious messages from someone who knows about her fi

It gave me peace of mind knowing his was still beating. "I love you Jaxon" I whispered as I stood at his door. I quietly walked into my room. Death is the price you pay for love.

He loved me. Lekin bahut fark tha uski or meri Mohabbat Mein, Usne Ishq Kiya Tha or Mujhe Ishq Hua Tha. And even after all this, a person can still be alive on the basis of just one word "Hope". Hope is a word that teaches a dying human to live. But when all the hopes of a person are over, he dies while still alive. Today, all my hopes were over. That's why I have decided to die today and I also want to die in such a way that everyone doesn't feel that I have committed suicide. They found my death an accident.

If I depart this world, I'd like to do so with you. I love you, Quentin. It took death to make me realize that. If there's anyone I'm dying besides and because of, I'm glad it's you. You were right when you said we're bound together for life, I can't escape you because even in death, you pull me in. Let's not fight this anymore, Quentin. Let's let the dark pull us in, let's walk away from this life together and see what the next brings for us. Not all love stories can be the same because this one's only a tragedy. ~~~

I try to concentrate but at first, I can’t, as images of the dead appear to me. “Isolate yourself from the world and think about what you love most.” I hear her voice from under the water and I trying to what she said—the first person that comes to mind is Darren...but soon after the faces of my family appear. I couldn’t save them. The people I love have been killed, and I don’t want Darren to die too. His images run through my memory, his eyes at our first meeting, the tears I saw in him, his warmth and his body, but most of all his voice telling me he loves me.

Sylvia was no where to be found. As we started to head back to the apartment I replayed what had just happened in my head. This couldn't be. It had to be a mistake. Yet I knew in my heart it was true. I blamed myself and hated myself for telling him to have fun with dieing. I started to cry again. I must of cried the whole way home because before I knew it I was laying on my side in Aidens arms. He kissed my head. I just wanted to shut out everything and everyone. I closed my eyes and gave in to sleep. I never wanted to wake up again. This whole mess was my fault.

[ IN WHICH THERE IS WAR AND DEATH ] NOVEMBER'S P.O.V — There is something else you should know: I die at the end. Just like any other human being, I die. But there is something else that I'm not proud to say, and it is that; my lover is the reason I die. He killed me.

The Cupid flew as fast as he could after I released his wings from my grip. I flew back and headed for where my client was. So sweet, I have to find this sick girl a partner. I pierced through the hospital walls to get to her. But ... Is it just me or is the girl really looking at me? "Are you the angel of death? You come here to take my life? Please don't be, give me some time. At least let me first feel what love is. Otherwise, I won't be able to leave in peace." Is she talking to me? No, that's impossible. Humans can't see us.

My voice was too hoarse to even shout. “Get it over and done with. Miss Cynthia is waiting for news.” I heard another man shout “Got it.” He walked to me and stood before me. I could only see the nozzle of the gun right from where I lay down. Tears trickled down my cheeks as I waited for death. He pulled the trigger, and I felt the same sharp and cold item penetrate my body. I felt my body growing numb as I close my eyes. My hand that tried to protect myself dropped to the side, and my head turned sideways. I felt like people were calling me “miss” I didn’t know if it was me being called or it was Cynthia. I felt my heart tighten as I thought of my fate. I was wrong in falling in love.

Today she was supposed to become mine for an eternity but instead I would die. Even though I knew she was made to kill me the love she forced on me didn't care. I wrapped my arms around her and closed my eyes, completely forgetting that I was bigger than her. We both fell forward with a bang. I could only imagine the pink bouncing off of both of us. I could feel my blood soaking her dress. I climbed up until I felt her face and laid my head down. Atleast the forbidden spell for love worked. I was a strong God so when I felt the tear fall down my face I knew this was it. He