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As I stood there, reeling, I thought back to the three years I had spent giving my all to Graham, only to receive his fake affection in return. I thought of my child, taken from me the moment he was born, and how, under Graham's watch, Cassidy had tormented him. The overwhelming rage took over, and before I knew it, I was tearing into Cassidy. Just as Cassidy began to lose the upper hand, she suddenly screamed, begging for mercy, "I'm sorry! I didn't know... Please, let me go… Ah!" With a loud thud, Cassidy's forehead collided with the coffee table in the living room.

" A sharp pain struck my chest, and my breathing grew tight. Elara’s words were like a dull knife, carving into my heart again and again. She knew exactly how to hurt me the most, which was why she could defeat me so easily. I drew in a slow breath and tried to steady myself. "You’re right. A jinx like me doesn’t deserve you. We’re done. The wedding is canceled." After saying that, I hung up. A notification from Elara’s social media popped up on my phone. She was completely naked, draped over Drew, the flush on her face not yet faded. She had written: "No matter how much time passes, you will always be the one I couldn’t have. I finally gave myself to you. From now on, I’m yours."

I followed Vincenzo's gaze to their intertwined hands. His fingers were tightly clasped around Sofia's, as if fearing she might suffer even the slightest harm. As for me, I was merely an unwanted intruder. "That won't be necessary," I said in a voice devoid of any emotion and calmly shifted my gaze away. "I cannot accept your birthday wishes." Vincenzo was taken aback, probably not expecting such a reaction from me. In the past, no matter how much he hurt me, I would always come crawling back. But this time, I was truly exhausted and done with him.

He said a few words regarding the topic and ended the speech by saying, "just remember you came alone, you'll live alone and you'll die alone. Don't trust anybody more than yourself. Be your own best friend and your own worst enemy to keep the balance of life. Never underestimate yourself and never look back to the people who stab you. They are not worth it, and loyalty is rare. So raise your standards and wear your self respect as the most valuable outfit but ever undress it in front of anybody especially not in love"Students raised clap throughout the auditorium and he walked away from the stage. Leaving the auditorium and his men followed him behind. Veronica stood up from her seat too an

The pain is consuming, destroying my very heart and soul It hurts so fucking much as the weight of everything crashes down on me all at once—every lie, every moment, every choice I made. Everything I destroyed. Everything I lost. Reading that last part, I finally understand why Sierra looked at me the way she did. Why she couldn’t forgive me… Because sorry means nothing…. Not when the damage runs this deep. Not when you’ve shattered something beyond repair. Not when there’s barely anything left to save. I lean back against the chair, eyes squeezed shut to hold back the tears threatening to fall.

I thought of her standing there, a tether between us, and I couldn’t help but feel the weight of our history bearing down upon me. I sat alone in the library, buried in a sea of textbooks that I scarcely heard rattling through my mind. My thoughts spiraled endlessly back to that courtyard. Was I losing her for good, or was my warning enough to make Liam reconsider? The silence in the library was overwhelming, giving me too much space to contemplate the impossible.

When the mist faded, all that was left was a smear of paint. It hurt seeing Amor’s hard work turn into a scarred smear. But that was exactly how I was — scarred. Amor shut his eyes. “Amor… I am sorry.” I gulped down the tightness in my throat. “You know what we are fighting against, right? This force wiped the ultimas off.” “Of course, I know Zeve. I understand the sensitivity and severity of our situation.” “I might die,” I said, turning my heart into stone.

Heart… please, give way to the man willing to provide us with the world. I don’t know if this relationship will work… or crash and burn like the last one. But for now, you need to stop bleeding for the wrong man you once thought was your forever.

[Don’t think about leaving me in someone else’s care. Two can play the language game. “No necesitas seguir aguantando si no quieres, Charlie.” [You don’t need to continue enduring if you do not want to, Charlie.]

"She texted me two months ago, promised she'd be with me forever! This... this can't be her!" A strangled cry escaped him, and he slammed his fist into the wall, splitting his knuckles. Blood mingled with the tears that dripped down his face—tears he hadn't even noticed. Hector was crying. From above, I watched, torn between feeling pity and the sting of irony. Months ago, he'd sworn I deserved to die, and now, here he was, shattered by my death. "This isn't real... it can't be... Sienna, this joke isn't funny..." He gripped the edge of the stretcher, voice shaking. "Tell me this isn't real. This has to be a nightmare, right?"