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Lily said. “Yeah, baby girl.” “Can we wisten to Fwozen song? Pweeese.” “Ohmigod, you don’t have the CD do you?” I whispered. He grinned. “I don’t have the song, baby girl. How about Guns ’n Roses?” I looked back at her. She wrinkled her nose, but then just as quickly, smiled. “Nobemba Wain.” Alex chuckled. “Okay, baby girl.” He released my hand and chose November Rain from the Use Your Illusion CD and I giggled. “Well played, honey… well played.”

And your contact photo is adorable, by the way. A strangled, inhuman sound ripped from my throat. My contact photo. My baby picture contact photo. My mother was dead to me. I slammed out a reply, fingers flying. Me: Delete my number. Tristain: No <3 I choked on air. This man. This man was Satan with cheekbones. Another text came through—longer, somehow worse. Tristain: Also, next time you want to insult my jaw, at least pick something creative. The skull bit was funny, though. I’ll give you that.

"Salvatore! Where are you going?" "Back home!" he snapped, his gaze piercing. He couldn't understand why I hadn't escaped after setting the fire. For a fleeting second, he wondered if I had meant to end my life. The memory of my tear-filled eyes sent a sharp pain through his chest. He refused to believe I had meant to die. After all, I loved him too much to ever leave him behind. The car tore down the road, skimming the asphalt as its taillights carved a red streak through the night.

Scoffing, Ian grabbed Louisa's hand and stormed out with her. That evening, Ian posted on social media. "For you, I'd forsake everything, no matter the cost." The accompanying picture was of Ian and Louisa walking away with their backs turned.

Be it out of old ties or kindness, my heart softened. Just as I stepped onto the stage, the entire refrigerated warehouse suddenly went dark with a loud hum. Sunlight pierced through the walls, and the temperature inside shot up. The crowd panicked, desperate to escape, but the scorching heat outside forced them back, their faces twisted in despair.

"I… I didn't know!" "Declan," I said evenly, "if you order your warriors to stop the men carrying the stretcher, it might not be too late." But before he could react, one of the warriors came running back, panting. "Alpha! As ordered, the body was thrown into the incinerator at the waste plant for fuel." He straightened, almost proud. "I even waited until she was completely reduced to ash before returning to report." Declan's knees gave out. He hit the floor.

AVA The light in my eyes got dim. So this was how it all ended? Again, like our fate was twisted. Smoke went down my throat thick and hard to breathe. My chest got tight with every breath. The flames came closer, eating up the walls, the ceiling, everything. I shut my eyes, maybe… This was for the best. At least this time I wouldn’t waste seven years begging for love that wasn’t mine. And then suddenly, a hand grabbed my wrist. Before I could move my body got yanked forward the world spinning as I crashed into a chest.

The ending created by silly words lost its weight at this point. I hovered above the bookmark sign at the top right corner of the screen before clicking on it. The menu popped up, and I chose to delete the book from my homepage. A notification popped up at the center of the screen. [Are you sure you want to delete the book? This process is irreversible.] I clicked confirm. The progress bar completed in a flash, and the book vanished without a trace from my homepage. Ding! My phone lit up. I received a text. [Processing complete. You have received 10,000,000 dollars into your bank account for completing the S-Rank mission!]

He grabbed her shoulders firmly, pinning her back against the wet brick wall, and yelled at the top of his lungs over the sound of the pouring rain: "IT WAS A SETUP! An insider in her house helped a thief plant the fake audio! She's innocent, Kany!" His voice echoed loudly through the narrow alley, cutting straight through the roar of the storm. Kany froze, but instead of wide-eyed shock, her expression hardened into a bitter, furious glare. She shoved his hands off her shoulders with all her strength.

I was feeling cold even though the it was really hot and I couldn't stop the feeling that someone else was in the room with me. I released sharp shaky breaths as I reached for my airpords and I resumed my music. It was Save me Slowly by Sodaq. I slowed my breaths as I tried to follow the lyrics. And as I walked closer to the edge of the earth. I need you to save me slowly. Eventually, I drifted off to a deep but not sound sleep. Because it was full of nightmares. Of things I'd rather forget. *********** It was hot. Like really hot.