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I breathed slowly. “I’ll do anything for you, Tara, but please hear me out,” He said. “Can you please grant me my second wish?” I sighed in relief that I was able to say it. If I let Blake explain, my fragile heart would listen again... my stupid heart would embrace him again. We were like in a never-ending loop of lies and believing. I should have grasped by now that my life is not a fairy tale with a happy ending. “Tara...” He cried, burying his face into my lap. “I’m sorry, forgive me, Tara.”

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I wince and move it a few inches away before bringing it back to my ear. "Troy are you there?" She calls again and I nod like she can see me. "Yes Rachel,I'm here." I say and resume walking out of the school. My foot slightly nudges a small book on the floor and I carefully study it before bending to pick it up. The word 'Diary' is printed in a bright, colourful pink on the book and I groan. It must have fallen out of the mysterous girl's open school bag.

I muttered as I took it and tore the page. "What should I write." I used the pen to tap my chin “I left for work, thank you.." I stopped writing, what is wrong with you Tara, why are you thanking him? I tore the page again “Looking for me? I left for work." I wrote for the last time. I kept it on the center table and then head out of the house.

Plain and simple, he couldn’t imagine being without her. He studied the dagger as it lay in his palm. Very expensive. So where did Isabelle get it? She never told him. On closer inspection, he turned it over and looked at it from a different angle. The handle was wider than most he’d owned. Very peculiar…especially, the tip of the handle that looked as if a piece of paper was stuck in it somehow. He pinched the edge and pulled, and the paper kept coming. Soon a small script appeared with strange coding upon it. His heartbeat hammered as excitement shot through him. Could this be what he’d been after all this time?

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Wiping his hands on his pants, he tried again and was able to dial 911. As he waited for the call to connect, his eyes roamed the library, darting here and there, anywhere but at Harold. He noticed some books had been knocked off a nearby bookcase, a scattering of anthologies. Yet among them, he spotted his own name. A copy of his novel Dead Don’t Dance. It shouldn’t be here, he kept all his author copies in his office out in the carriage house. “This is 911. What is the nature of your emergency?”