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I looked up after sending the message. The comments in the air were blurring, like static on a television with a bad signal. "What's happening? I can't see…" "The story fell apart, so we're being forcefully removed!" "No! I haven't finished reading yet—" The last comment disappeared before it finished scrolling across my vision. All the lights in the room were switched on. I had no choice but to squint against the blinding glare. The music on the huge screen stopped and returned to the karaoke's usual interface.

"Are you sure you want to reserve our funeral services for yourself, Ms. Frost?" a staff member asked. Elena Frost nodded calmly. "Yes, I am. I can pay you double as long as you satisfy two of my requests. Firstly, I want the best cremation service you provide—ensure that my body is cremated so thoroughly that nothing remains but ashes. "Secondly, I want my ashes to be scattered in the ocean immediately after the cremation. I'll leave the exact planning to you."

'You're nothing but my ex now! 'Loving you has been the greatest stain on my life. I will never forgive you. You're not worth any of my longing, not anymore.' Sebastian picked up the photograph on the table and pressed it to his chest. Slowly, he drifted off into sleep. And I also turned away and left. 'From this life to the next, we will never meet again!'

Only silence. Fade to black.

Never in a million years. I have always been weak. If I continue to stay weak I am going to lose everything all over again. I have to become strong to save myself and to protect my love. I know I have gone through a lot of pain but staying weak won't help me a bit. Balance, I think this describes the world the best. For every death there is a birth and for every pain there is happiness. This is so hard for me. Everything has always been hard for me right from birth. I wish I would have been taught as a kid that every time I fall in love I will be wounded.

No more endings. Just forever.

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

True to his words, the diary brimmed with entries, pages crammed with his scrawled thoughts in that familiar, looping handwriting. Certain phrases repeated like a mantra, leaping from the paper with insistent frequency. [Love you. Miss you terribly. Waiting for you. Getting married...] Yet, as I flipped to the final page, there were only three words. [I hate you.] The vehement strokes nearly tore through the paper. They seemed intent on branding themselves into eternity. The date inscribed below was November 27th—Brett's mother's death anniversary.

“You see, Aria? It wasn't that he couldn’t leave Lila. He was just comfortable with you being the one to sacrifice. He’s not worth your pain.” I lowered my head, my emotions a tangled mess. Gabriel gently tipped my chin up, forcing me to meet his eyes. “There’s something else you need to know.” He reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a folded document, handing it to me. “What’s this?” “Lila’s medical exam report.” Gabriel’s voice had turned to ice. “She was never attacked by a rogue wolf.” I stared at the report, my shock turning to a cold dread. It clearly stated that the patient’s wounds were self-inflicted and that no wolf toxin had been detected in her blood. The entire emer

But his cravings were taking him far away, and the rage that he was securing in his heart getting exhaustive. That day Faith come from her university and saw her laptop, there was an email in her mailbox. She opens it and found it unnecessary. We want to contact you and offer you money that can bring you to the top, read the mail and there were other things got mentioned. " What trash, why people scammed it," Faith deleted the mail and open her books to study. " I don't need your offer, " Faith said and close her laptop. Steve stopped trying cause Faith was hard to conquer but he turned sad, after Faith rejected him numerous times he got silent and doesn't talk to anyone so frequently.