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I blurted out my question and it suddenly sounded like I was nagging. "You don't have to worry about me. I was safe." He said and I slowly blinked back the tears that were starting to circulate around my eyeballs. "Who cares! I was never worried about you." I replied sounding hasher than I expected. Then there was brief silence. "There's this book I read. It's about a witch whom cursed an Alpha making him unable to find his mate. He just had to find happiness in the arms of other women whom didn't deserve him." He paused and looked at me.

“Isn’t this what you want? What you’ve always wanted? What you’ve always fantasized about?” His words sliced through me, making my heart pound like it wanted to escape my chest. I looked around, my eyes darting to Elyra. Confusion still clouded my face, until I saw it, the purple book in her hand. In that very instant… I recognized it. My heart sank to my stomach. No… no, this can't be happening. I wanted so badly for this to be a dream, no, a nightmare I could wake up from. I would give anything, pay any price, even my own life, just to make this moment disappear. But I didn’t need to pinch myself to know it was real.

John ranted because he had tried to ask Helen to help him with one of his pharmacy projects, but she refused, which led him to fail. John had paid a few students to help him with his homework, but this particular subject needed Helen's help. Instead of helping him solve it like the prodigy that she was, he offered to pay her 50,000, considering the highest that he had paid was 10,000, but she refused. She declined his offer and embarrassed him publicly. Her words sliced his heart, telling him, "Why don't you read your pharmacy books and pass the exams by yourself." John gritted his teeth as he remembered the smirk that Helen had given him.

"What do you mean?" "Jonathan Blake," Adrian said the name with pure disgust. "A scholarship student. He is here on the university's charity. My father sits on the board of trustees, Lucy. One phone call from me regarding 'inappropriate conduct' with a board member's future daughter-in-law, and his scholarship is revoked. He will be expelled. He will have no degree, no future, and a debt he can never pay back. I will make sure he is blacklisted from every institution in this state."

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The flirtatious gestures from the maids were making me uneasy, but I did not want to make them feel embarrassed either. Should I just accept it and let this awkward situation be over? With a forced smile, I gently declined the bouquets, realizing that playing along would only complicate matters. "Thank you, but I can't accept these," I said, trying to convey a sense of politeness while subtly communicating that I wasn't interested. The two maids exchanged disappointed glances, and I could sense their attempt to salvage the situation with playful banter. "Oh, come on, handsome. Don't be so serious. We just wanted to brighten your day," one of them teased, her tone suggesting a playful persist

Liz Pity. That's what I felt. Thats why I decided to help him out. "Of all the places we could meet you had to invite me to your place." "I don't want you to be uncomfortable in public." "Lair. Why would I be uncomfortable. I'm not some five year old kid who happened to pee on their uniform." "You're worse." "Dont tell me you pity me." "Okay. I promise to not tell." "Why did you choose your place?"

Yes, all men are trash can't even control themselves when dinner is a few minutes late. And now I have to see the biggest one of them again to get my rejection. Maybe I can get a few more day of being carefree? Oh I do one last Harry Potter weekend! Yes, silver lining about not being rejected flat out is I get some time to do something for me. While I am thing about that, that's when a scent hint me in the gut. Cypress and pine. I freeze. "Hello Renee."

The time when Mathias got severely punished during his high school years, the photos of my and Thomas' names being listed on our property deeds, and the official certificate that showed us having disowned Mathias were only part of the evidence. There were also screenshots of Thomas and I transferring Mathias and Pamola their living expenses, as well as the videos of Howard and Yolanda arguing with us at home. At the end of the evidence list, Thomas and I worked together to write an ending paragraph. "Everyone, we're terribly sorry for taking over your social media feed because of our incident. The Internet should serve as a hub that's meant for friendly communication between people all over