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Almost immediately, she slid into my DMs: [Mrs. Schmidt, I'm not trying to break up your marriage. I just want to have this child. Life is precious.] Wow. She couldn't wait to tell me she was pregnant, like she was doing charity work or something. I left her on read. A few minutes later, she messaged again: [Mrs. Schmidt, I'm telling the truth!] By then, I'd already saved all her posts and photos. Screenshots on lock. Finally, I replied: [What are you saying? You're pregnant? It's Neil's?]

You promised" "He doesn't deserve you, princess. Let him go" "I can't. I love him and we promised to be together forever" "Promises are meant to be broken, Princess." "But..... But if I let him go then I'll be all alone." "You've never been alone Princess. I'm here" "But I can't even see you" "That is because you don't want to see me. Open your eyes and look at me. Really look"

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It was like I had been given a second wind, and I was alive once more. It only took me a few days to finish plotting out my latest story and post the first chapter. With the story live for the world to see, I took Ruby out for a special day with our housekeeper in tow. It was not just any day. It was Ruby's birthday, the very first one we had celebrated since our lives had taken a dramatic turn, a rebirth of sorts. I had booked us a table at the famous Sunflower Cafe just around the corner where I had planned a few birthday surprises for her.

The ones who had been there at the beginning of this new age, our own story a foundational text in the ever-expanding library of narrative possibility. Lina, now a young woman, was the Library’s most sought-after interlocutor. Her paradox nature allowed her to hold two opposing narrative truths in her mind at once, not as a contradiction, but as a fertile tension. She was teaching the most advanced course: "Sustaining the Unfinishable." Jeff had found a new passion, building "Narrative Engines"—complex, story-driven AIs designed not to write stories, but to generate endless, branching prompts and "what-if" scenarios to prevent any culture from settling into a creative rut.

I'll be posting prompts for story openings based on our ongoing contests, successful outlines and designs, and if you are up for it, take it and write it out~ Come back to me with your own story and I have contracts to offer~ (well, if you already have a senior editor with GN, go to them :P -------

This idiot has a death wish. ~~ AN, Hey Babes, Please check my new novel, PROMISE ME, JAKE. Regular updates for that one will come after Don’s Fiancee. That’s the plan. Lol. Please do tell me if that book has a chance. Much love, ljxx

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I embraced my new life and left the wreckage of the past behind. … Clement and I traveled to Finholm to see the northern lights. While I was mesmerized by the shimmering sky, he leaned over and pecked my cheek. Perhaps it was the aurora's glow, but when he looked at me, his eyes were dazzling and faintly blue, drawing me in. … When we returned from our honeymoon, the head of a kickboxing club, whom I hadn't seen in forever, reached out to me. She told me the international tournament I had given up on was about to start again, and she didn't want my talent to go to waste.