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Surprisingly, Rebecca sent her to the mental asylum because of her aggressive behaviour. The question, ' Who was going to take over the Adams family? ' was hanging over everyone's head. That was what The Hellion came to originally ask her that day because Beast could not come to her as she was angry at him. Ana had refused downright. She never wanted to take over her Family Mafia. She asked him to give the position to Rebecca. What she was told next by The Hellion left her shocked. Rebecca left. Rebecca did not want to take over the family business either.

025 Rebecca wasn't listening as the three men, with Alexander included, talked and laughed. Sometimes, so as not to raise suspicion, she will flash KenziEl a smile absentmindedly, but that doesn't stop the swirling in her heart. ‘This isn't how it happened before. What changed…?’ She couldn't help but keep asking herself as she stares at Carson. He looks calms and relaxed, like everything that's happening now was supposed to — as if nothing really changed.

Without waiting for Heather to respond, Rebecca continued, "Right now, I have nothing. Do you understand?!" Indeed! Rebecca had nothing left. Her son was missing, and Christina was still in prison. No matter what methods Rebecca used, she couldn't get her out. Heather responded without hesitation, "Your loss has nothing to do with me. There's no reason for me to sympathize with you, right?" "Why can't you put yourself in my shoes and imagine if you had nothing?" "I'm not like you! I don't need to put myself in your shoes!" Who did Rebecca think she was?

And then there was my beautiful Rebecca. Rebecca looked just like her mom when Angie was her age. She was a dancer, and kept her body firm and in shape. She was stunningly beautiful, like a Hollywood starlet, but also carried herself in such a way as to almost be the hidden gem in the library...covered up in a too-big sweatshirt and glasses, head in a book. I loved Rebecca with all my heart and was so proud of the woman she was becoming. However, on this trip, seeing her alongside her friends by the pool, she was no longer a hidden gem. She knocked the other two out of the park with the way she could rock her outfits and slips and bikinis. She had a new look each day, each somehow more stunn

Sherah snapped back. Rebecca’s face twisted in fury. She spent a fortune trying to look good, cycling through different styles every week. Lately, she had been obsessed with the Victorian era—a bold choice, considering her thin, lifeless hair didn’t suit the style at all. Amidst the uproar, Silas sat comfortably on the couch, watching the chaos unfold like a reality show. Just as Rebecca was about to strike Sherah again, the doorbell rang. Another maid hurried to open it—only to freeze in shock.

Rebecca drones on and on about her project and then toward the end of the evening, after we’ve had dessert, Ada excused herself because she’s feeling tired. “Sure, sure,” Rebecca says before placing a few kisses on her cheeks. “I’ll be back soon, okay? You make sure you rest. I’ll call you tomorrow and we’ll talk more about those fragrance free stuff.” She takes the stairs and I remind her to take it slow. After she’s gone, I turn to my sister and say, “Why can’t you ever read the room Rebecca?” Her face is the perfect mask of shock and surprise. “What? What do you mean? What did I do wrong this time?”

"Yeah, I am watching it right now just because I am bored and you liked this one. Can we just watch cartoons instead? They seem to interest me more than these kinds of love stories that's close to nonsense." "You're really willing to bring your bitterness to the next level, Becca." She grinned at her best friend and grabbed a mouthful of popcorn and gobbled it all up. She was able to focus herself in watching the show again. They were in the middle of the scene where the guy lover will kiss the one that he loved the most. Ironic, it's the same scene Gavin and Rebecca shared! Rebecca suddenly grabbed the remote control and shut the TV off.

“Did you just say you saw Rebecca?” When Thanatos found out about it from Hades, he was completely taken aback. He speculated that Hades had been so distraught by the failure of his search that he had started hallucinating about Rebecca, even when she was in the most remote location from which he could possibly see her. Thanatos was completely mistaken in assuming that Rebecca was somewhere in the Miami, Florida area. He recalled how Rebecca appeared, as well as the fact that Rebecca was not the type of person who could lazily travel around in a city where every minute would cost her a significant amount of money.

Indy reprimanded. “I just had an idea,” Andi suddenly gasped. “What if Rebecca isn't the real Rebecca. Maybe,” she gasped again, this time putting her hand over her chest, “she was abducted by aliens and switched. So what we're seeing isn't Rebecca but an alien in disguise. That would explain why there's a giant hole where her heart should be.” Indy and I groaned. After changing, I went to see Mr. Lancaster. He was deep in conversation with Rebecca who narrowed her eyes when she spotted me.

Feeling completely overwhelmed by how close he was—his cool breath practically brushing her skin, his silver-dark eyes boring into her very soul—Rebecca couldn't sit there for another second without shattering. She stood up abruptly, her chair scraping sharply against the oriental rug, and walked swiftly away from the desk. She wasn't wearing the sophisticated sapphire blue dress from the night before, nor the dark purple academic gown. In her exhausted, resolute focus that morning, she had thrown on her most basic comfort clothes: a simple, long-sleeved black t-shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants. Her hair wasn't pinned back perfectly; a few dark strands had escaped her ponytail, framing he