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“That was the past life. Besides, you were the one who decided you were fed up with the first. You never acknowledged what I did for you and always compared me with others. You wouldn’t stop grumbling about how I couldn’t give you the life you wanted. “Enya, it’s time to accept the truth. I don’t have feelings for you, and I don’t love you anymore. I found someone I truly love in this life. Isn’t it better for us to go our separate ways?” She was sobbing so much that she couldn’t even speak. I was not interested in listening to her whimper anymore. I hung up and blocked her. Having put the matter to rest, I let out a long sigh of relief. Elara suddenly hugged me from behind.

When he shoved her the news on tv, though, as wall as the many news articles about the wedding, Christen… Her life just crumbled to dust at the sight. She couldn’t believe it. Once again, she had let sweet whispers take hold of her. Played her for a fool she was. Remind her that there was nothing good about living. At least, not for her. She thought she felt broken when Forrest divorced her, but seeing the man she fell for- whom she thought genuinely returned her feelings, truly loved her more than Forrest had- married someone else, without telling her one word about that other person… It destroyed her. Obliterated her. More than the torture Damien had put her through. A torture she barely f

The Story Begins… There was a time in the past when werewolves and witches had interceptions among each other in the same land. However, a mutual hatred had emerged from a different angle of the world as to who was the greatest. This caused a huge unsettlement yet it was not so in San Antonio, they interrelated but they did not interbreed, as it was seen as an abomination. Queen Lorelai held a candle in his hand and walked to her secret room while chanting some words. When she got there, she lightened up a mini fire which she fueled with a chicken's intestine.

The one he always kept with him, the one he never let me touch, the one he said was only for work. Curious and hurt, I picked it up. It wasn’t locked. He never locked his phone before, because he always said he had nothing to hide from me. But what I saw broke me completely. I opened his messages, and my hands started shaking so hard I almost dropped the device. Hundreds and hundreds of texts, sent to a contact named “Clara”, words that were full of love, full of longing, full of everything I wished he said to me. “I wish I was with you instead of here. She’s so boring, so plain… you make me feel alive again.”

Marrying such an unreasonable woman would only throw the entire household into chaos. "Call the marriage off. I have no objection. But the porcelain bowl was our family's betrothal gift to yours. Now that your best friend deliberately smashed it, you must compensate me." "Are you insane?" Zoey immediately shrieked, "Lauren, he's obviously taking advantage of you! How much could that pile of broken junk even be worth?!" The surrounding bystanders burst into mocking laughter. "This delivery guy must be starving for money! How dare he try to extort Miss Hayes?"

She apologized to him before picking it up. The constant interruptions irritated Eric. “Yes, Roby— You know why I didn’t— But, Roby, it doesn’t matter— You know what? Join Melissa and me for dinner, and I will explain everything to you— Sure thing, brother— Bye.” “I don’t remember any brothers of your name, Roby,” Eric asked, puzzled. For him, everything has turned into a massive jigsaw puzzle. Miranda was the most simple and lovely woman he’d ever known. However, he now feels as if he never knew her. He was her goddamn husband, and they had a good, loving marriage before she deserted them.

Apart from silence and those lifeless eyes, she couldn't see any emotion in him at all. At this moment, the autopsy report in her hand felt unusually heavy. Aiden was a person she loved and hated at the same time. Her love for him was true, and her hatred for him was also true. Six years of torment, the indifference towards her and her father, the despair before death, the pages and pages of text in the autopsy report, and the battered body... "This is... this is Isabella's autopsy report." Isabella bit her lip as she spoke, but she stopped halfway.

Georgia continued to take care of her as usual. "Too bad there's no cure for regret in this world," said Georgia. Yara understood and looked out the window, "Yeah, but regrets are useless. It's all my fault. Now I'm just waiting for the divorce case to wrap up and then make my peace with James on the other side of the world." Georgia sighed as she placed the risotto in front of her. Yara sat up and, despite feeling uncomfortable, forced herself to eat some risotto. She now found no pleasure in eating anything, but in order to make it through the divorce and the division of assets, she forced herself to swallow each bite.

*** Author's note: Sorry for the late update, I was going through some difficulties and stopped the book, but now I'm back and it would go as normal. Thanks for the support.

From the smiling look in his eyes, she could tell that he knew she was making an excuse. Caleb had just returned from the military base yesterday and had contacted Matthias immediately. So he knew that up to now, Celeste still hadn't gotten divorced. From Matthias's words, it seemed the issue lay on the man's side. He had always wanted to wait until after her divorce to pursue her properly. But he hadn't expected that this wait would last half a year. And that even now, they still hadn't gotten divorced.