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I headed downstairs to the kitchen to make myself some leftover meatloaf I made the other day . As I waited for it to warm up I spoke to Shiva . " I have never felt a dream that was so real an my life " I stated to her " It's because your power is growing ,so that's why we need to release it tonight. Otherwise….." she paused . " Otherwise what ?" I asked her questionably. " Nothing... just try to focus on tonight ...okay? " she said, reassuring me everything we'll be fine . " Okay ...fine " I said to her walking back to the oven . I grabbed the oven mitt and pulled out the meatloaf.

I'm pretty sure he currently sat in his place in heaven, smirking down at me, in the same way he always did whenever he knew he had someone on checkmate. Corny bastard. I ran my hand through my hair frustratedly, trying my hardest not to blow up at the world for playing a tough one with me. Dad one, Simon zero. "Okay fine. Since it's in the will, and he's already dead, there's no way we could change it. I might as well accept defeat. How much time does it say that I have?" I asked, resignation and acceptance of my defeat evident in my voice. At this, my mother, my sister Melvin, and my late father's barrister, all exhaled deeply, now finally able to let go of their tenseness.

I really need to face and accept the truth. *** I open again my F******k and change my status in the invitation. I made my decision I will attend the reunion. Charles and Lieo are right, I need to face it. Not just for me but most especially for Andrew. I just hope that everything will be okay. That nothing will change. I was browsing my F******k account when I receive a friend request. I click it to see who sent the request. My heart suddenly beat faster the moment I knew who the person is.

she thoughts fixing the battery into the phone. Her eyes lit up when she realized that it was full. Quickly she dailed Oliver's number.

"Barely." ​"It’s 4:59, sir," I replied, stepping forward and placing the silver flash drive on the polished mahogany surface. "The edit is complete." ​Luke finally looked up. His eyes were sharp, scanning me with a clinical detachment that made me want to shrink. He reached for the drive, his fingers brushing against mine for a fleeting second. I felt a jolt—a phantom spark of the connection we once had—but his expression didn't change. He plugged the drive into his computer, the silence in the room stretching until it felt suffocating.

This guy isn't about to let her leave. The mechanic continued to ramble off numbers, going into detail to make sure Terra understood the price. She numbly nodded along, only really paying attention to her misfortune. “Now we can just add your vehicle to the system and order the parts.” The blood froze in her veins as her heart stopped beating. The system. He’s going to put it in the system. And then they will know exactly what car she was driving. She knew about the resources they have access to, and they could easily pluck up the record.

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I asked. “ How do you expect it to work when you're just saying it casually, you're not even focused ” Ron said with his arms crossed. “ I was focused ” “ Close your eyes and concertrate ” I closed my eyes and concertrated, I repeated the the spell again but nothing still happened. I opened my eyes to complain when white light started appearing on my fingertips. “ Look ” I said with eyes wide. “ Shh, focus ” Ron shushed me up and I concertrated.

" We have, strong electrolytes and weak electrolytes, " Mr Garret voice faded away. Ace's thoughts invaded his mind in the middle of the class, he looked out of the windows, he's always looking out of the window. Mr Garret got tired of scolding him to pay attention to the lessons, he would always ask him suddenly but Ace already knows what they are talking about, he's smarter than most of the students in his class. Ace always does that in winter, staring out the window and wait for spring, he hates winter and hates the end of the year.