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Rebecca looked up and smiled at the server as she dropped off their food. “You built him up to be something heavenly, and he wasn’t then and isn’t now.” “True.” Rebecca picked up her pickle, biting into it and grabbing her napkin quickly to save her white blouse from drops of florescent green liquid. “I’m more upset with all the lost opportunities with other great guys over the years.” “You mean because you were too scared to give them a chance after Kade broke your heart—not to mention the fact that you were still harboring some sort of weird fantasy that things would somehow magically happen with him?”

Vincent had returned by then and she had her dinner before going to bed. She kissed her babies goodnight and Tyler as well, happy that everything turned out alright. Happy that she got her happy ending, happy that her sufferings weren't in vain. This was a long ride indeed but she made it, she survived every trial and she not only found peace but happiness as well, she found true love and she found a purpose to live once more. Rebecca knew that she would still face some difficulties in the future but like the word, she decided to let it be the future. She decided to enjoy her present and learn from her past and whatever comes next, she will scale through as always.

The fact that someone had accessed this information, which was known only to her family, was both disturbing and disconcerting. "Did mom do this?" She muttered, still feeling shocked about the images. "There's no way she could have... no way," she added with a shake of her head. As she reluctantly continued looking through the file, the familiarity of the scenes unfolding before her struck a painful chord in her heart. Each image, each note, brought her back to that fateful day, forcing her to relive the terror and anguish of her final moments as Victoria. She balled her fist, her teeth clenching both in anger and agony. Seeing the image not only brought back the painful process of dying und

Now, that's a question that did not answer up until now. (Adapted from The Niapachad Island; in the perspective of The Origins, first edition) *~*~*~*~* Lady Rebecca Davis, or also known as Becca by her friends and families, closed the book that she was currently reading about the history of her home country, The Niapachad Island; in the perspective of The Origins. The author was anonymous but the book was published for public usage as she did remember reading it when she was being tutored by one of the greatest minds on the island.

Mrs Rose didn't want to stop her daughter because of what she said earlier about staying alone to find the right man, that was the exact same thing a friend had told her, so she needed to give her daughter some space, she had held her too tight while growing up and it probably affected her too much. Rebecca got to Browny Hotel in the evening, she paid with her card and got in, she needed to rest, she just couldn't help the hurt from her head, she needed to rest so much that she didn't even lock the door she just slummed on the bed and dozed off. As she slept she had a dream, she saw her friends and her parents, her dad was there and they were beautifully dressed, she stood up to look at her

And she felt at that time Rebecca was very fine. "Sorry, I don’t know. I think she's always been fine. But the timing of Rebecca's resignation coincided when the company was in turmoil." This is getting interesting, Blakely thought excitedly. She never knew that behind her sister's seemingly fine marriage, hidden many oddities that tickled her. She was itching to dig up the answers to all the questions that were stuck in her brain. She hadn't made the wrong decision to visit Nickson's company after reading through the pages of Rebecca's diary. She began to feel the oddity on the fifteenth page of the diary. Previously Rebecca had always written good things about Nickson and how she felt abou

And afterward, there had been Rebecca, orphaned and lost, standing in the doorway of the Rong family home with a single suitcase. Vivian's mother had cried. Had held the girl's hands and promised to take care of her. And she had. So had Vivian. God help her, so had she. She had been seventeen and foolish and full of the kind of open-hearted affection that hadn't yet learned to protect itself. She had welcomed Rebecca like a sister. Shared everything her friends, her wardrobe, her connections, her world. And eventually with breathtaking patience Rebecca had used every single one of them as a stepping stone.

"Elijah, he lied to me. That liar! It's all his fault! Why didn't he buy me that necklace? Why?!" Moore looked at her, switching between laughing and crying, feeling a chill in his heart. "Rebecca, what's wrong with you? Calm down!" Rebecca pushed him away forcefully and stormed out of the restaurant without looking back. At the entrance, she saw Elijah's car speeding past. Through the still-closing window, she caught a glimpse of Marcia. The purple diamond necklace on Marcia's slender, pale neck made her modest features glow with happiness and shyness. That smile gave her an air of grace and elegance.

Scarlett The packhouse cells were filled with a chilling silence as I made my way back to Rebecca’s cell. My steps were deliberate, my intentions clear and focused. Finn’s protective instincts had been subdued, but my desire for revenge was sharp and exact. I unlocked the cell door with deliberate movements. Rebecca’s screams echoed off the cold, unyielding walls of her cell, creating a symphony of anguish in my ears. She was shackled to a chair in the center of the damp room, her frail body trembling. Her once haughty demeanor had vanished, replaced by raw, unfiltered fear. It was a poetic sight to see the predator become the prey.

I say sweetly, waving my hand at Jacqui who's glaring at me. "Thank you, I'll speak to you soon darling." Rob coos down the phone before hanging up and I nearly vomit. Any residual guilt I may have had about sleeping with that other guy last night is gone now, it's like I've finally woken up and seen him for what he is. "What the fuck, Rebecca Lea?" She snaps, using my full and middle name to show she's beyond furious, but I just smile as I struggle out of bed. "We need to go shopping." I tell her, grabbing my towel and heading for the shower. She frowns at me, but, sensing I have a plan, she scrambles out of bed to get ready.