No Promises By Cheat Codes Romane & Geschichten

She made sure to make Anti- Dope for each one just in case. Afterward, Zara made a longbow and arrow. She also made a few throwing knives, axes, and Spears. Then Zara costed the poison on the weapon within a few hours. They had five axes, two longbows with twenty arrows, and ten spears with poison. She tried a Leaf on the ends of the weapon. It was color-coded. Black- Kill Blue- Sleep Orange- Paralyzing Ondo and Zara didn't have any protected gear to fight off enemies. She decides to make some Temporary Armor for him.

I added. @Death Wish

He promised. @cycy

She smiles in her toffee accent. The dealer nods to me. Huh, me? Oh crap. “Okay.” I smile as I pretend to know what the hell I’m doing. Umm. I nervously look around at the numbers. What the heck number should I pick? “Umm.” The table all wait for my answer. Oh shit. “Ten, please,” I announce. My heart starts to race and I watch the wheel spin around and around until, unbelievably, it lands on ten. “You win.” The dealer smiles.

I said, my voice cracking into a whisper. A low him was all I could hear from Anna, and her silence said a lot. She didn't know what else to say. I gently wiped my tears, “But don't worry, he's not worth my time like you said. I'd try to get over him and I'd be strong.” “Promise?” Anna asked, her voice ringing with hope. I exhaled deeply, “Yes, I promise.” “That's my girl! I love you. Now make sure to wipe those tears, and start looking like the queen that you are!” She cheered on and I could only smile, it still hurts me deeply.

“Doesn’t matter, she got what she wanted” Daniel heaved a deep sigh. “Good story by the way, it’s just that you committed fraud” Linda challenged him. “Are you accusing me?” he asked back. “No. I’m telling you I know what you did” Linda warned him. “Do tell” “Roland Yates doesn’t sign with a black ink. His signature has a purple shade if you look closely.” “He makes his own ink and uses a special pen”

“I trust you with everything. We will make sure nobody hurts us. Promise me you will be careful. I think Marco will try to get to you first.” I squeeze her hand once, firmly, then let go, my mind already running through every possible scenario, every contingency. “I will,” I promise, my voice low, unwavering. “Marco Castello thinks he can challenge me, thinks he can come after what is mine. He will learn quickly that he is outmatched. Every move he makes will be anticipated. Every threat neutralized.”

Pinky promise. Byee.

Their eyes widened in shock as I asked them, each word deliberate, "Do you really want to see me fall apart?" They exchanged a glance, silent and shaking, and they stepped back, giving me space. Sunlight pierced through the gloomy clouds, warming my skin, feeling like it carried hope itself. I stopped looking at them and walked on with determined steps. I knew they would not come after me again. Six months later, Chester and I had our dream wedding, and on that special day, I received two priceless gifts. I knew who sent them, but it did not matter to me. Love that came too late was worth nothing at all.

Not close at all. ***