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As soon as we began ascending the mountain, a blindfold was placed over my eyes. The village chief said that the god favored pure eyes, so I must not see the spirits of the mountain. Otherwise, I would be rejected. With my vision taken away, my other senses sharpened. I could feel the uneven ground beneath my feet, and the music behind me seemed to seep into my bones, intruding everywhere. The air, once thick with the scents of village smoke and cooking, was now cold and empty. I clenched my hands tighter as the pain in my palm seared.

"In my arena, the only way to bloom is to bleed. Are you ready to get your hands filthy?" I looked back at the house, feeling the last shattered illusion of my past grind into dust under my heel. I didn't want to wallow. I wanted to burn it all to the ground. I slipped the invitation into my coat pocket and looked back up at the man who was offering me a kingdom. "Tell me where we're going," I said.

She stood in the light—untouchable, glowing. He was stuck in the dirt—worn down, small. They were worlds apart. Caleb wanted to hide, but his feet moved anyway. Step by step, he walked toward her. "Mira..." His voice came out hoarse, barely there. Mira glanced at him. No surprise. No anger. No pity. Just calm. Like he didn't matter. Lucien tightened his grip on her hand, steady and quiet.

“I remember you mentioned that the best way to get your forgiveness was to fold a thousand pieces of paper cranes for you. “In the two months you have been gone, I feel numb every day. I was like a walking corpse. I can’t handle living without you by my side. “Would you please forgive me and come back to me? “Look at me, Freya! Please give me another chance, I will never let you down again.” He uttered every word with so much sincerity that it felt like he was only a step away from cutting his heart out to present it to her. There was a time when Freya longed for him to do something like that, but that was long ago. It was not the same anymore. “Magnus, what’s done is done.”

I obediently buried my face in his chest, hiding the faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing at the corners of my lips. … He gently lifted me into the car, and we settled into the backseat together. Tears still clung to my long lashes, glistening with each tremble of my eyelids, adding to my pitiable appearance. The blouse I wore, torn apart by the thugs, left patches of my fair skin exposed, shimmering under the fleeting streetlights outside. My skin was so pale it seemed almost luminous. Paired with my bright red lips, there was a disheveled yet striking allure, like a delicate flower caught in a storm. It evoked a man's primal urge and a deep desire to protect.

“I want to take your ass, Bloom. Do you want me to?” “Yes.” Fuck, did I just say yes? He smiles as his hand rests at the spot right where my cheeks begin, and there is a noise as his other hand lubes himself, preparing. “Sing for me, Bloom.” I shut my eyes, and the song we used to share when we were teenagers rushes out of my lips. “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine,” I whisper, drawing in a deep breath. And then he is there. Not just with his dick pressing against me, but with his words, reciting the song along with me.

Spreading outward like ice. Her reflection flickered again — delayed. This time, Aria didn’t blink at all. The flowers shifted gently, as if reacting to the thought she hadn’t spoken. The air felt electric. Alive. Not fear. Not quite. Anticipation. The whisper came again. This time, it was clear. One word. Right into her bones. “Bloom.”

Lincoln said, eyeing her up and down I tighten my grip on her, ready to knock this bastard out. I felt Blossom's thumb graze over my hand, soothing me "Well regardless... you two make a lovely couple" Matthew said. I nodded, excusing us and trying my hardest to ignore Lincoln and Lacey's glares at us. I clenched my jaw, how fucking dare they? I felt a small jolt in my face as Blossom's tiny fingers trailed my jaw. I looked down to see her smiling timidly

NIRVANA “Then I will just have to torture you.” He pulled the tendrils, roots, and vines around my wrist so my limbs were all stretched out to the point of almost splitting them from my body. I screamed in agony and fury, and I felt helpless as I looked down at the people who tried to help me, all gone. “Join me, Nirvana, and I promise you—” “Fuck you! Not gonna happen.” Tears poured down my face, and my limbs began shaking. “Where’s Ambrose?”

I repeated, this time with a scream. Nadia flinched and stopped but quickly camouflaged her expression with a grin. "I am back, Kev. Can we just brush the past aside and start all over again? I still love you and I know you still love me. Right? Babe." She said, trying to appeal to me with a look of pity. I scoffed and shook my head. "It's your confidence for me, Nadia. You must be so delusional to think that I still love you."