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'They are diabolical! "Well, Colm, what are we watching?" Celly asked. Colm smiled, "I appreciate being included." He slid his arms off the sofa and wrapped them around the girls pulling them close to his sides. "I figured, I should show you both how sophisticated and romantic I am." He smiled. "Let's watch Roman Holiday. I love Audrey Hepburn, or if you ladies prefer romance with some comedy The Princess Bride is a great classic and I'm sure you both will swoon over Wesley and his sword skills." Colm winked at Ang.

I tossed the ones I’d just worn into the wash before heading back out. Amaya was in the living room, crouched over the TV, flipping through streaming options. Her hair was still damp, her legs folded under her on the couch. “What movie is it?” I asked, moving closer. She glanced over her shoulder at me and her lips began to quiver like she was hiding a grin. “Something light. You’ve probably never watched it before.” “Try me,” I challenged, sitting down on the couch beside her. “It’s a rom-com.”

*** I devised a perfect plan with my best friend Amir to get Jonathan to talk to me for once, but I had no idea that my plan was going to backfire on me. He was driving me insane, and I'd never felt anything like this before; it wasn't love, it was some kind of obsession. I wanted to flee from him, but something was holding me back. Amir bribed a college peon and asked him to tell Jonathan that Principal Sir was calling. My work was to drag him into the empty room and keep him there until he spoke to me. I was such a moron that I had devised this plan. The plan was perfect in my opinion, but it wasn't. I was going to be sorely disappointed.

A woman politely asked "What do you like to order, ma'am? " I prefer mango with strawberry, how about yours, Jen? " " I prefer the best seller " Jen directly said. Then, woman suggested to Loki that Mango with Melon Shake " I'll pay for it " as Loki smiled giving her pay. A woman gave Loki a cup of shake without lid. Then, she only asked if they can have a lid. Loki carefully put the lid side by side but it seems not to fit on the cup. "I thought you worked at McDonald's but it seems like you are having a hard time to putting a lid on the cup. HAHA" Jen sarcastically said.

Megan was beginning to enjoy her new life in Canaboo. Everything about the place was too beautiful. The people were friendly and very industrious. She doesn't know anyone, and she was not interested in knowing people yet. Though in the small village of Canaboo, so many person's wanted to get to know her, she looks rich and acts rich. The few rich men of Canaboo have started to notice her. Especially Francisco a merchant, she learnt he recently lost his wife, yet he is always making passes at her.

"Dr Jack, why don’t you like Soph?" She had wanted to ask him this question for a long time but did not have the opportunity. Right now, the atmosphere is just right as they feel like old friends. It seems like this is a good time for chatting. So can it be true that sweet foods can make people feel relaxed? "Why don’t you ask me why I don’t like you?" "….." She is wrong. The honey glazed donut also cannot heal his poison. "What? Don’t you like me? I thought you like me very much?" He said.

And ever since mother passed, she has become the motherly figure to Kael and me. Anna fixed me up. She assisted me from bathing to putting on a one-hundred-and-twenty-thousand-franc outfit. The gown is royal blue in color with a hundred and fifty diamonds on the chest plate. A marvelous hand paint was embroidered at the ends of the gown. It lit up my mood. Francis never disappoints. I ought to thank him for this. “We should pair this gown with your diamonds, your Highness,” she suggests. Apart from being my closest maid, she knows all about my jewelry and whatever treasure there is in my room.

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It was pointless to try to cover it so I made a ponytail and headed to the kitchen. When I entered, I saw Damon sipping his coffee. Gods, I need it too. He tied his hair in a ponytail as usual. The rebel strands falling onto his face. Concentrated on some papers I thought he didn’t notice me. His outfit resembled mine, but my mark barely visible from under his shirt. Why I was slightly disappointed? At least it was there. “It’s not polite to stare like that.” He remarked not breaking from his papers. “I am your wife.”

The reason why Ian Langham visited the hospital was to treat his migraine, even though it had been ten years since he suffered from it. However, he did not expect to see me at the hospital as well. Ian's childhood crush, Jewel Hersch, was dressed exquisitely, and she had her arm around Ian's while looking at me daintily. It was as if I, Ian's legitimate wife, did not exist in that hospital ward. I laid quietly in bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.