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My editor finally corrected one mistake. For my new readers who opened this book starting from 4th July 2023, Chapter 91: For Love would be the same thing as the first apology Chapter. But for the old readers, this chapter would be the second free Chapter to make up for having to pay for two repeated chapters. New readers only have to pay for one repeated Chapter, so this chapter will make up for it. Once again, I'm sorry. please enjoy 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹***********

, the specific area or the directions because I know nothing about the places/areas. Maybe you find this concept a common one, but I’ll try my best to make it a little different. Thank You. :) Now, let’s move to the 1st chapter of the story that is the prologue.

this poor man. Any how, season 2 chapter one, how was it? What do you feel? Pity for whom? comment...drop your gems!

She has to be there, not just there, right beside me as the Queen. /// Sorry for the short chapter, the next one is super long and that is also the last chapter. Thank you so much for being this super patient with me❤️❤️

Once he finally noticed me, I was giving him a hate face as he gazed at me. -=-=-=-=-=-=- end of chapter 10 -=-=-=-=-

And my vision got blurred and finally i pass out. ********************************** So, here is new update of Chapter- 1. Thank you for giving your time and choosing my story. This Chapter is very sensitive. I'm an emotional person. I tried to write this sensitive part but please don't take any offense here.

Chapter 65 PSA: PLEASE FIND A PRIVATE AREA TO READ THESE CHAPTERS TUCK THOSE PEARLS AND MAKE SURE YOUR PHONE IS SECURE! I AM NOT RESPONIBLE FOR ANYBODY GOING TO WORK TOMORROW WALKING FUNNY! Monday 1am Essence's POV:

👁️🔴 And for the first time… It looked directly at Ilyaan. End of Chapter 25 To Be Continued…

Even though I knew she didn't blame me, I still carried the guilt of not being able to save her. As if she could read my thoughts, she looked into my eyes and said softly, "Keep moving forward. Don't look back." When I woke up, the morning sun was shining brightly outside my window. At that moment, I knew my future was just beginning. I would always remember Mom's words—keep moving forward. Never look back.

Marretje adds when she sees me stare longer than necessary at the books; little does she know that I have less interest in reading. I have my hands on the drawing in no time, my fingers neatly trailing the stained, softened edges of the paper. Something about the rough sketch etches a feeling of familiarity with it, but I am not certain if Katelyn once showed it to me. Without warning, my head pulls back and my hands freeze, a bright white light flashing in front of my eyes before I could blink twice. My neck seems to snap from the force that is. I am lost—somewhere in a cold acre full of ice and snow, so much snow that I struggle to keep my legs steady.