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“What are you-“ The raven turned away. “It’s nothing,” she muttered. “I’m fine. Don’t worry.” “But-“ “I said, don’t worry,” Livi cut her off, firmer this time, sharper. If Violet didn’t know any better, she would even call her cold. “Let’s just drop it, alright?” She said with a sparing glare, as if to insist on it.

Let's end this. ***

I heard that the bridge in their avenue has collapsed due to the heavy rain. Silence Santos broke it..”So, wetin wan do like this?“ [what are we going to do now?] ”Let's go to my place then,“ said Dafe before turning his head to look at her. ”We'll find an alternative route for you when the rain stops.“ **** ”I'm sorry,“ She said out of the blues. Dafe looked st her from where he sat. Riri sighed and placed the hot mug of coffee on the table in front of her. ”I came back, you know. After the fight. But Santos told me you'd travel.“

She rested on her knees and closed each one of their eyes while she touched her forehead, sternum, and both of her shoulders in a specific order. "She must be Catholic." A girl next to me noted. I hummed and nodded, watching as the girl finished with the last girl and two others dragged the rigid body to lie peacefully next to the others. I didn’t remember what the word Catholic meant but assumed it had to do with whatever the girl was doing. I promised myself that I would remember their faces. Remember their sacrifice. When we started to gather again, I gave one of my spears to Beef and the other to another strong woman- the dark curly haired one who fell in the water.

She refused to be consumed by regret and instead focused on forging a path forward. With unwavering resolve, Sarah made the bold decision to leave behind her old life completely. She resigned from her job, sold her belongings, and relocated to a new city far from the prying eyes of her past. It was a deliberate choice to obscure her trail, ensuring that no one could trace her back to her previous life. The anonymity of a nondescript town appealed to her, offering a sense of safety and security away from the turmoil of her recent experiences.

I changed into a sweater top and sweat pants. I ate at the kitchen island, fork moving mechanically, mind still in that room. After, I carried my phone to the living-room couch, curled into the corner, legs tucked under me. I opened the camera roll. Those quick, guilty snaps from the cabinet stared back at me. Hesitantly, I opened the browser. Results loaded instantly of B.utt plugs, d*ldos, vibrators and Anall beads. Lube in different viscosities and flavors. I scrolled faster, eyes widening and gasps growing on every result.

Giovanni's convoy roared out of Rossi Estate. My phone buzzed, and the screen lit up with a message from Giovanni. "Clear out your things tonight. All locks and codes will be changed in a week." I didn't reply. Silently, I began erasing every trace of myself from the villa I'd lived in for seven years. From the haute couture gown he'd given me to the ivory-handled pistol he'd engraved by hand for my birthday last year.

voice reached my ears. "But their team handles the company's IPO project. If they leave, who's going to take over that project?" A man lounged back in his office chair, blowing smoke rings. "Don't joke around. They only handle the underlying data. AI programming can do that now. That's the most basic stuff—easy. Besides, our team has several programmers from top universities. How could we possibly fail to replace them?" I let out a cold laugh. Fine. Then let them try to replace us.

I was managing rather than partnering. "I'm sorry," I said. "You're right. I don't get to critique your habits without first asking if something's wrong or if you need something from me." "I appreciate the apology," Eli said. "But I also need you to understand that this is going to happen again. You're going to revert. And I'm going to push back. And we're going to have to navigate this repeatedly until it becomes less automatic." "I know," I said. "That's what partnership means."

I growled the last words, the anger I swore was at bay rose with the words from before. It felt as if this was a test from our moon goddess, and in our time of being switched it was clear to be having its roots being pulled from deep within, Alpha Stan looked apologetic, he knew he did wrong by me, he knew this wasn’t a choice he had made with me but moving his hand to mine, I felt him calm me, felt him try to keep us both together, “I can't say I’m sorry more with so little actions to back them up, but I mean them, Marcy,” he places his hands on mine, raising it to his lips he kisses them both. “I’m sorry, with every fiber of my heart I’m sorry my love,” I didn’t want to tell him what to do