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Jacob is watching me steadfastly as I walk around aimlessly. "What are you doing?" He finally asked. "Trying to get back up the hill" "You can just keep going down, and we can take a cable from there back up," he tells me and I bite my lip in embarrassment at how I didn't think of that. So I brush past him, walking down the hill. "Rebecca!" "What is it, Jacob?" I question, my eyes full of regret and anger. "Don't act like that didn't just happen" "What?" "The kiss"

“You... argh! I’ve been going crazy trying to contact and find you! Where are you? Do you want to know? I was struck by lightning when I heard the latest news after arriving at your house last night! Becca... oh, my! Tell me it’s not true! Tell me about Rowena marrying Elvis, Becca!” Rebecca closed her eyes, realizing her mistake. She had forgotten to update Jolie, too caught up in her own problems. She was busy searching for evidence alone, tending to her wounded heart, and hugging her cold, lonely body. Even though she still couldn’t fight for justice, at least she felt calmer and knew who was behind everything that had happened. Though broken and hurt, she still stood tall on her own two

When she wanted something, she insisted until she got it, so Rebecca thought it was best to accept the girl's proposal and meet the man, then later find an excuse to leave the place and stay away from him. Marisa spoke wonders of that suitor she had found for Rebecca. She said he was the heir to a wealthy family, a professor at the university they attended, handsome, sexy, and the list went on and on. Rebecca wasn't very interested in love; she hadn't had much luck. At 21, she was still a virgin and had not had a real boyfriend, only a couple of dates with some men who hadn't treated her well. And, as if that wasn't enough, she had ended up marrying a man who didn't even want to see her. It

* I didn’t stay more than a day in that city and left for Manaus the very next day, leaving everything behind to start everything fresh and with a new beginning. . #TBC . How was the part? Want to read Rebecca’s and Oliver’s story? Then you can prefer ‘HER CHOSEN MATE’. This story can also be read stand-alone so, ignore reading the other story if you don’t want to.

“I’m sorry, Aric. I know you’ll be hurt. But I’m not the same Ellya anymore. I’m Rebecca, Samuel Wilson’s wife.” Rebecca looked out the window. The night sky was dark, but in her eyes, a small light shimmered — a growing spark of hope. “Soon, I’ll return to both of you…” she whispered. “To Reno, and to my husband.”

Rebecca I had never seen a house so grand and magnificent. The moment Collins and I stepped out of his car, I could almost feel the cold breeze of wealth wash over me as my eyes landed on the Hart family mansion. “You look adorable,” he said, admiring me as we stepped out of the car. “Darling, I don't want you to protect me as if I can't speak for myself. This is the first time I'm meeting your entire family.” “How many times are you going to repeat that?”

"If you could have someone kidnap Nyla, why can't I do this to you?" Nathaniel argued, "I never intended to hurt her. The accident was just that—an accident! And… I didn't know she would be kidnapped…" "An accident?" Damon's smile turned icy, his gaze sharp. "Then let the bankruptcy of the Preston Group be an accident too." The office door burst open again, and Rebecca was thrown in like a rag doll. Her clothes were disheveled, her hair a mess, and she looked utterly defeated. Seeing her like this, Nathaniel was stunned.

Susan said. "Yes it is," Achuba replied. Susan went to Rebecca Rebecca and held her hand trying to calm while Achuba went to Richard. Soon, people from all over came in trying to calm them. Rebecca felt like all of it was it. She couldn't believe that she won't be hear her mother's voice ever again. She couldn't believe that believe that she won't hear or see her laughing ever again. The more she thought of things like that, she Wilder it drove her.

SUMMARY The protagonist of the story is Rebecca. Rebecca is a single 32 year old woman who lives in an apartment on the lower east coast of Manhattan. This is a low class community so she is not compelled to make conversation with the locals. She works in the accounting department of a Multi-Sector Conglomerate Co-operation.

Everett entered the restaurant unusually early. He’d left everything he usually did unfinished because he’d struggled with the entire encounter with Rebecca. The feelings Everett felt as he saw her again and the utter shock at seeing what had become of her in his absence. It became too much for him to handle. Confident in his actions, he left her years ago, doing what he believed was best for himself. Everett never questioned how Rebecca would be once he’d left. She had many people to rely on. Now, as he thought about that, he couldn't see Rebecca doing that. As a private person, Rebecca didn’t fall back on anyone. She didn’t tell her secrets or vulnerabilities to anyone. Everett only knew a