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He yanked my hair so hard that my scalp felt like it would tear. "You had a good sleep, didn't you? Why wasn't it you who died back then, you venomous bitch?" Adrian shoved me to the floor and continued, "Peggy's baby almost didn't make it. A killer like you should pay the price of your actions." I smirked and stopped struggling. For some reason, I felt surprisingly calm. My heart had been broken years ago, shattered by Adrian's relentless torment. The needle pierced my vein, and blood flowed steadily through the tube. My lips lost all color, turning cracked and pale. My fingers began to tremble, growing weaker as they rested on the bedrail. Gradually, my surroundings started to fade.

Sadie walked through the rain, feeling numb. She knew what kind of person Chad was. However, she was still stupid enough to believe his lie tonight. She even dared to think he still cared a little about her. In the end, it was nothing but his scheme. He was unscrupulous enough to squeeze every drop of value she had for his gain. Sadie had drunk a lot and got wet in the rain. She had gone through an emotional rollercoaster, and she finally fell apart as she passed out on the ground.

Just‌ opened t⁠he d‍oor and let me walk out. Th‌e drive home was a blur. Rai⁠n started‌ falling ha⁠lfway the‌re, streakin‍g the win⁠dshield‌ like m‌y‌ tears. I kept replaying ev​erything—Stefan’s⁠ rej‍ection, th⁠e⁠ pre‍g​nancy, my stupid hall⁠ucin‍ation. And u⁠nderneath it al​l, the guilt. Con‍r⁠ad had‍ been trying. We’d been trying. Pizza nigh‍ts with David, quiet⁠ talks, even the sex had felt like r​eco‌nnecting. But it w​asn’t enough for m⁠e. I k‌ept sabotaging i‌t.

“I’m saying that I’d like to, and I’m asking you if I can.” Nick gazed at her, his throat getting tighter with every passing second. He nodded, since speaking was impossible at that moment. She nodded back, then dropped her eyes to his left leg. So impossibly gently, she ran her fingers down his leg, ran them over his knee, ran them over the rounded end of the stump. She skimmed his scars, her touch as light and soft as a butterfly, followed the curve of flesh and bone. Her touch was healing and giving and generous, and Nick could have sworn that he felt her love for him just pouring out through her fingertips. She was accepting him in ways and to depths that Nick hadn’t dared let himself ho

"Then let's go end this—together. For your father, for us, and for everyone Marcel has manipulated." Alex pressed his forehead against hers, the weight of his father's murder and the magnitude of what they faced momentarily overwhelming him. But in Sonia's eyes, he found the strength to continue. His wounded heart—broken by betrayal, lies, and loss—began to heal in the presence of her unwavering devotion. "Together," he whispered, sealing the promise with a kiss that defied all of Marcel's manipulations.

He was a man who had survived, but he had not lived. Their eyes met across the room, a chasm of pain, of betrayal, of an unyielding, unforgiving love. The shock, a physical blow, stole the air from Amara’s lungs. The history, a brutal, beautiful, and devastating reality, washed over her like a tidal wave. The pain, a cold, constant knot in her stomach, was a constant reminder of her love. The unresolved passion, a fire that had been extinguished by betrayal and grief, was now a full-blown inferno.

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his past life. In the past, Zhi Qiang would treat such dream as a mere dream but now that he was reincarnated, Zhi Qiang couldn't helpt but think that way. Otherwise why would he feel nostalgic to the scene he saw in that dream. Even his heart ached seeing how that Chang'e woman suffered under that cursed chain and when she disappeared, Zhi Qiang knew how Zhong Kui felt. Emptiness.. Despair.. Loneliness.. Sorrow.. Wrath..

I walked toward it and picked it up, my heart raced as I took a deep breath, noticing that it might have fallen from Myla. I looked at Blake, silently asking permission to read what was written and though he frowned, he nodded, allowing me to read it out loud. “Dear Blake, I know that my words would not make sense to any of you, and I did hope that things did not turn out the way that they did. I hoped for the better version of the story to be what happened, but my love, it turns out that you have moved on, and the woman that has entered is what you were looking for.” I read, ignoring the clench that I felt in my chest as I read each word. “When I first came back to life, I dreamed of the da