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Chapter 10 Bella I woke up the next morning with Axel’s arm around my waist and his hand on my breast. I heard a buzzing noise coming from my bag. I got up quietly and crept over to my bag. I pulled my phone out just as the ringing stopped. 5 missed calls from mom. Damn. I dialed her number and waited for her to answer. “ISABELLA SINCLAIR! WHERE ARE YOU?!?” She was furious. “Hi mom, I’m really sorry I didn’t come home. I bumped into Axel and I was a little bit drunk. He bought me back to the clubhouse and we fell asleep watching a movie.” “Axel, from last week? And you’ve been with him all night?” She asked. “Yeah, I’m sorry. Nothing happened though. I’ll be leaving soon, and I’ll come strai

She raised her brows. “Seriously?” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Yes, seriously! Ah yous should check it out too, come I’ll read it out to you, it’s great!” She clapped her hands in excitement. “No thank you, you know I don’t read romance,” He shook his head. “But it’s a unique one,” She protested, “A popular mystery/thriller writer is thrown inside her own novel! How cool is that?” “Hmm?” he raised his brows. “Did it pick your interest?” She wiggled her brows. “Ah, the guy has the same name as you, by the way,” She added.

However, what I didn’t expect was that someone else wasn’t ready to let me go. The next day, an unfamiliar name appeared in my inbox. The email contained no words and only a link.

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

I thought I was going to prison. “Now we can celebrate our newest prospects.” King cheered, everyone repeating after him. “Welcome to the club.” He tossed over a cut for me, “Ink, Prospect, Titan King’s” I read aloud, “yep, from now on, you will be called Ink. I looked over to Paul, “I will be Snake.” He said, a smirk forming on his lips. “I like it.”

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